I was unaware that Slipknot was selling cover band franchise licenses

Apparently concussions are either communicable or there is such a thing as secondhand concussions, it’s worse than we could have imagined.

Who knew that Tea Partier, Slovenly Tech Bankrupter, and people who bleed strawberry jam out of their ankles were ‘races’

I would love to get in an Apocalypse Now quote-off with Daryl Morey just so I can drop a double-edged “I don’t see any method at all, sir” on him

Homer: Marge, I’m feeling a lot of shame right now.
Marge: I’m hearing that you feel a lot of shame.
Homer: And I feel that you hear my shame.
Marge: I’m feeling annoyance and frustration, but also tolerance.
Homer: I feel validated by that.
Marge: Good! I’m glad we had this talk.
Homer: Me too. [walks off whistling]

It’s true, the Eastern COnference is a slightly less repugnant-smelling dungheap, but a dungheap nonetheless with all the top dung beetles located in one city.

There’s whole passel of them. BTW, when I learned his self-appointed nickname was “The Coach,” I was so upset I nearly drove off the road

Not really, they’ve just replaced those human compost heaps with Shiny Happy Disney people who laugh at their own jokes and try wrestling/pop culture tie-ins that could curdle milk at 100 paces.

Rumor has it that he awkwardly and uncomfortably embraced debate for just a little too long, grabbing debate’s ass.

Finally, some closure on the dullest story ever to plod its way out Dullsville to be pounced on by road-dullards.

Compounding matters, Riley says she’s tired and doesn’t want to engage in any hi-jinks.

As it stands, temporally, Sandra Bullock will have to sue the estate of Philip Seymour Hoffman, or failing that Toby Jones.

The original non-musical Motormouth Maybelle was one of a about a dozen casting coups for John Waters, who hadn’t been anywhere near the mainstream up until that point. She was discovered by Cab Calloway’s sister and this rockin’ number she did was the #1 R&B song for 11 weeks in 1950 (giving her the title “Miss…

Before dismissing the doctor’s analogies as hyperbole, note that he purchased the medical records of Harold Lloyd and Buster Keaton at auction a few years back.

(Dude with binoculars is rocking out to Rush’s “Subdivisions”) (Padres lose again)

In all fairness, those rocks can’t hit those integrating school buses by themselves.

Thanks, Rovell, Jr., looking forward to the ‘Titanic Victims Didn’t Have To Worry About Return Ticket Price Gouging’ article

(Washington Post editorial offices)

He’s right about universal white privilege; I seriously doubt being white confers any advantage upon you in the event of proximate supernova explosion or depressurization in the vacuum of space.

Well, that was a fun 17 hours.