How long did she fish around before she came up with “Top Coach”?

I mean, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons, meat helmets... who doesn’t have these experiences, exclusively, from ages 2 - 16?

Who is the other top talent? Small Hands? Jerry? Is that you?!?

I really think he is talking about Senior...

I see what you did there. Vincent Testaverde... comedy. Hey! Where’s Geoff George on this list?

See the child. 

I may like cheese, but I’m not a rat
I may like booty, but not like that!

Hmmmm... it’s almost as if outlets that are critical of Trump are being shut down and erased from the internet!?!

I don’t know where else to put this... what the hell is happening with the Splinter vertical?

I was thinking that William Mapother took an interesting career change... 

This is a very “white person” thing to do. I had the audacity to leave a small bag of garbage outside my apartment door one time, and a kind neighbor left me a computer-printed letter informing me that the building was neither a “slum or a dorm.” A whole letter scolding me for “leaving” garbage in the hallway (though…

Is it too late to impeach Obama based on this information?

Son (daughter?) of billionaire needs 37 million to get into rich person school?... Couldn’t he/she/they have just taken the 37 million, dropped it into an Index 500 fund and, like, I don’t know, audited the classes that interested him/her/them?

Who is taking all of these fucking pictures?

I second that emotion. By which, I mean, I concur.

You missed Butler’s... by a long shot. THAT was a New Orleans bar.

Presumably this “Costa” has cameras everywhere like every other damn place? Can’t they go to the tape?!? Regardless, firing off 10 rounds at a dude and two old people sounds like a totally reasonable response to anything.

I would really like to know Cooter’s hot take on this.

“Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! For the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Wher…

Label me impressed.