I think it makes sense in really specific, discrete cases. You and I do an old timey Bonnie and Clyde bank robbery. Both of us have our guns out pointing them at people. And I shoot someone. In the excitement and terror witnesses might not be able to tell who did it. We escape but are caught. Impossible to tell which…

They’re from the mid-west. They’re not aggressive, just passive-aggressive.

And somewhere deep in the woods of northern Minnesota, Ragnar is laughing maniacally.

Homeboy needs to take that Christmas tree down.

If you have a good doggy, does anything else really matter?

Seriously? Has Russell Wilson’s faith ever hurt anyone? I mean, if that’s going to be your criteria for deciding who to root for, I think the choice between a guy who beats a child and a guy who is a little too pious is pretty easy...

THESE VIKINGS I CALL THEM JULIUS CAESAR BECAUSE THEIR HOPES AND DREAMS JUST ENDED ON A BRUTAL SHANKING.

It looks like he’s in the process of forming a Mickey Rourke tribute band.

He acquired them somewhere.

To be fair to Pacman, if i had been in an unending war with the undead since 1980, i would be pissed off as well.

The Bengals are the Cleveland Browns of the playoffs

I hope that rapist gets in another motorcycle accident and this time please let it be fatal

That was the saddest game in NFL history.

Cheer up, Ohio. You get to pick the next president.

Normally, when I read “hair pull,” “buttcatch,” and “Roethlisberger,” I assume I’m reading a police report.

Now I just really want to know what Miko’s parents taught her about the bees.

Miko....That’s....That’s not how birds work at all.

Hopefully by being visited by three Christmas spirits.

“They want the ball and they’re gonna score!”

15-0, FINALLY.