I can see where Jones is coming from. His teams also think it's crazy to be out there in December.

Meanwhile, in a lonely roadside motel in New Mexico's sprawling desert, a still-despondent Billy Cundiff ties a bed-sheet noose around his neck, takes a stiff shot of no-name tequila, stands up on a rickety wooden chair and kicks the chair out from underneath him; his leg swings true. The chair falls to the floor, the…

Holy shit! That's a huge basement.

"Around" isn't the only thing he's not fucking.

It would have been 64 but he rimmed out a five footer.

I guess we'll never know what does the Fox say.

But...but...I baked him a Smith Island Cake! He's got two packages of Berger Cookies coming! Crabcakes from G&H being shipped to his door! A case of Steel Reserve for when he feels like keeping it real!

Peterson usually has to wait for the results of a DNA test until he feels a pop.

It's confusing: 50% of the photo subjects are wearing cargo shorts.

I'm looking forward to the backlash when they do the same type of DVD giveaway for "Kids" night.

I don't want my kids to have Fun Dip and Pixie Stix

Doesn't the fact that they've posted about it multiple times show a certain measure of appreciation for it?
Tell your drum marshall to order you guys some thicker skin.

I think I just switched teams.

I just find it easier to have my wife join in the skyping instead. Then we are both enjoying it, no broken trust, no secrets. Then again since we have a rule shes allowed to bring girlfriends home as long as we are all involved I guess we are a little weird. And for those who think that this kind of relationship…

This is about as simple as simple gets, folks.

Every couple is different and will have different boundaries. I don't even know why this question was included. Some couples will be tolerant, some may embrace it, and some will not want to go anywhere near it. People just need to have a conversation, for chrissakes.

Absolutely one of the greatest posts in Deadspin history. Screw the Cardinals and their hypocrisy.

God Cardinals fans are just the fucking worst. St. Louis is a city sized garbage fire.

Reilly quickly realized his cultural faux pas, however, and amended his statement to "my next non-cow steak with him."

so on average the two of them blew exactly the legal limit.