More than 10 times a day. And it really, truly is mentally and spiritually exhausting. I can’t imagine how much worse it would be if I were one of the dozens of millions of people who sit more squarely in the crosshairs of the cruelty and hatred he embodies.

So, seriously, I know we’re 10 months in but how often do the rest of you have one of those “Oh right, Donald Fucking Trump is the President of the United States” moments? It happens to me less often now but still, you know, once or twice a week. The guy they used to make fun of in Bloom County, the guy Ali G screwed…

I do enjoy the entire crew, but make or break for me is Will Buxton.

After the camera stopped rolling, Bevin turned to his boss and asked, “How was that? Was it just as you wanted?”

His suspension should actually be doubled for being so fucking careless with his coke. 

The whole situation reads like a Norm McDonald joke. “Evanss explained that his pills must have been contaminated when he stored them inside his bag of cocaine.” 

The only plausible excuse I’m willing to believe from someone caught using cocaine is, “I did it because I fucking love doing cocaine.” Anything else is a lie.

I, too, store loose cocaine in my pocket, along with assorted multivitamins.

This explanation walks a thin line between plausible deniability and ridiculousness. They accepted his explanation, but his margin for error from now on will be razor thin.

It’s burned out from all the left turns.

On a hot Sunday afternoon while Mr K is sitting by his pool with a cold brewski and the game on the set, does he jump to attention when the National anthem begins? Nah, I didn’t think so. Same as in every bar I’ve ever been in.

And we have the right to laugh at his miserable and vain stunt.

Oh no what should we do now that we know there will be one less car dealer ad on tv....

that’s the baby’s home. you stay outta there, you had your turn

hey, you can’t always get what you want

I’m a HUGE Bonds stan, I loved him being a dick and being the single best player on Earth, so everyone had to fucking eat it.
Not only did Bonds consistently crush the fuck out of every ball he caught a piece of, he was also walked more than any human on Earth. He was so scary he was intentionally walked with the…

“By the way, fuck “The Living Years.” I remain firmly against any rock song that uses a child’s chorus.”

Of course the Alfa gets five stars. Can’t get into accidents when it’s in the shop.

These tests do not accurately reflect the real-world usage of an Alfa-Romeo. A rear-impact from the breakdown lane is by-far the most likely crash for a Giulia owner.