The moment during which you are being stabbed in the face seven times is definitely a moment worthy of killing the stabber.
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I don’t know man, non-life-threatening injuries, or lifetime of guilt for having killed someone? I’d kill that fucker in an instant.
You guys get frisky when you miss the playoffs, eh?
You’re wrong. Next!
Never broke her smile, and then capped it off with the “we’re just friends” arm pat. Beautiful.
Counterpoint:
It’s really got to be hard to be your father’s second choice for a date.
Raising your arm over your head after the national anthem is totally disrespectful. As soon as I figure out who should be offended, I’ll update my post.
You write great stuff most of the time. But this is tripe:
Well...the ref justified it by saying the ball was out of his hand before he took the hit that was called as roughing the passer. Which I guess I can understand. What I can’t get over is how does a personal foul for roughing the passer offset with something as meaningless as intentional grounding. A personal foul like…
In a related story the Yankees announced they will be adding a $50 “We’re not dead yet” surcharge to tickets for remaining home games this season.
“You can take the Rams out of Missouri, but you can’t take Missouri out of the Rams.”
I just spent an hour pulling weeds, something you city-dwelling millennials will never understand since King Mike banned vegetation in 2004.
You would think this national embarrassment would lead to no one ever hiring a Brazilian pool boy again, but my stay at home wife STILL thinks Gabriel is just irreplaceable. sheesh.
The problem with this blog is that this has never happened, ever, to anyone.
When I was 26, it meant “do you get drunk and then have sex with strangers?”
My god, have I stepped into an alternate dimension where Tavarish is no longer shilling for BMW? I wonder what else is different. Did the Nazis win WW2? Did we elect Hillary instead of that black guy?
You’d think Green would wait to get to Rio to go viral.