I feel like Ernie Banks was to his generation what Tony Gwynn was to mine. Incredibly talented, ridiculously kind, played his entire career on one team, and never complained even though that team never surrounded him with the talent necessary to compete. Banks played 19 seasons and never once made it to the…

This one hurts an old Georgia boy who, as a kid, loved him some Ernie Banks. Let's play two indeed. Ernie and baseball were made to make people happy and Ernie held up his end as well as has ever been done.

There aren't many modern athletes who, despite being far better compensated, are as warm, enthusiastic, and grateful as Mr. Banks was. Rest in peace, sir.

For most, Doritos taste like childhood. Of a happier time long past. Any product that pulls that off is sure to be wildly popular and venerable. See Also: -Cola, Coca.

The variety of flavors of kettle chips makes this an easy choice - original, sea salt & vinegar, cracked pepper & sea salt, jalapeno, maui onion, cheddar, bbq. I'll take these over any ridged chip any day of the week (only exception would be sour cream & cheddar ruffles, but that was a different bracket).

Where can I vote for Piggy Poopballs?

I thought the movie was excessively kind to Kyle in that regard. He reveled in slaughtering people, and bragged like a swaggering douche every chance he got.

I'm an American, born and raised and I feel that way whenever I'm told to support the troops because they're "fighting for my freedom." I have no trouble at all respecting individual soldiers, who are treated quite poorly after their service and have shameful levels of homelessness and untreated mental health issues.…

the only thing that changes over time is that the man onscreen begins to express remorse over some of the women and children he killed

Look on the bright side. No one pointed out that you spelled Massachusetts wrong.

Eight out of ten Americans believe in angels, so I'm not really sure what these charts prove.

that's connecticut

Ugh, this American exceptionalism is really getting out of hand. That Earth's not even to scale.

Wow, New England, even all of the goddamn oceans are against you.

Generic red polo tucked into some black Sonoma slacks? He's practically begging for it!

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Na Trang Valley, North Vietnam-1968

Jerramy Stevens: It takes a Villager.

"Girl don't go away mad" actually holds up pretty well.