All of them.
Oh Mr. Judgmental, what's worse: a guy peeing in public, or someone who takes a picture of a guy peeing in public, goes home, uploads it to his computer, saves it in a folder called work stuff/2009 audit/accountant copy/backup, kisses his wife, puts the kids to bed, settles in to watch tv, falls asleep on the couch,…
She's probably standing so close because she wants to refill her beer.
That's fine. You just keep putting up barriers. And Lolo Jones will keep knocking them down.
Hey, he really nailed this little bit of self-indulgence, didn't he?
There is no doubt in my mind that football coaches, even at the pro level, remain some of the most backwards and blockheaded people of the mentoring world, or that the undeniably mediocre Leslie Frazier and his staff have made many bad decisions for many bad reasons. But you'll have to excuse me if I am a little…
If no one ever says anything, nothing ever changes.
You really have to credit this guy for his innovative response to being told to "go play in traffic."
During the holidays, it's nice to see a story with a happy ending.
The worst part of this is that if Edgar had played a shitty 3B for 12 years, he'd be more likely to be voted in.
Other Theories Chester Has
It would have been 64 but he rimmed out a five footer.
Officer: So what you're saying is - you aren't even any good at the baseline?
"I can't even do the nose thingy-muh-bobber sober."
Pictured: Tom, dick, hairy.
Man: [sits down to eat]
♪♫ Seven blo-own saves,
This is definitely photoshopped. It would be so unlike Papelbon to not have the L.