“We Will Bury You.” Nikita Krushchev, 1956
“We Will Bury You.” Nikita Krushchev, 1956
Guy in cap with 15 outstanding warrants taking a powder at :15...
God damn bikers running stop lights, riding in the road...look for NYPD ticketing blitz somewhere between Tirreno and Adriadico.
You might get hurt a bit, but you’re used to that. Its worth it for a chance to put the hurt on a well-known tough guy— “I kicked his ass”
Before he became President, in fact up to the very moment he was sworn-in, Trump was a C-list celebrity. No one is going to bother taping a C-lister at a Pro-Am.
This is a fucking junk sport. It should end in college, like archery or filed hockey.
HI Grandpa! Remember Tilly the Titilator?
You cannot tell me that alcohol was not involved.
Yeah, I’m with you. Always the chance that she grew up dreaming about giving handjobs and sucking the cocks of 85 year old men for $100, and splitting the money with others. And then finally got her chance to come to Florida and live the dream.
Weren’t there other aged tycoons arrested? They know each other, they share the good things.
I think he’s in love.
I went to the track and a hockey game broke out.
Single-parent families, wearing caps inside, using the phone 24 hours a day, no respect—when are the White leaders going to address these issues?
Trump hair wannabe, loaded with other Trump fetishes, but probably richer than Trump.
Please don’t use this picture of Dolan. While 99.999999999999% of the world’s population know he is not a good musician, pictures of him performing in the media reinforce his own illusion that he is indeed good, and thus encourage him to keep trying to make music.
Only one NBA player in the world wants to be on the Knicks: Carmelo. Welcome home, Carmelo!
That’s just fucking top-notch sports writing, my friends. This is what Damon Runyon, Tolstoy, or even Shakespeare might be able to come up with on their best day. I’m privileged to have been able to read it.
You don’t have to toss Fireman Ed into a trashcan.
Might want to find another hobby.
You’re not going to read that about this guy.