pseudonymous-bosh
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pseudonymous-bosh

I think he’s an intensely competitive pro doing whatever he can to try and play in the NBA. In his case, that means playing dirty. That's his only edge. If it was a matter of clumsiness and inability, there are plenty of guys who would take his minutes. But the team likes having a dirty enforcer, and he does it well.

There are two arguments people present that show they have no fucking clue how coordinated and good professional athletes are. The first is every variation of “Could I pitch an inning/make a tackle/play a series at quarterback/make the senior tour as a golfer?” NO. They are professionals and you are an

More likely 5 games, but yes. I do hope that Dellavedova goes to the trophy ceremony and kicks Draymond in the nuts.

Also, we’ve noticed huge differences between males and females. I used to volunteer at the greyhound kennel; the females were a blast but pretty wild. The males tend to be a bit calmer. As you noted, it varies to some extent by dog.

I have two — 13 and 11 yrs old. Had two others (unfortunately now dead: one got out and got hit by a car, the other had a heart abnormality that killed her). Great dogs but VERY different from a lab or a golden. I could probably write a book on them. They are very chill except for (a) meal time and (b) their daily

Meth will help you lose weight faster. Half of that may be missing teeth, but a pound’s a pound, right?

You must end up with one hell of a credit on your 1040.

Ray Hudson is great. When he gets too excited, his accent goes absolutely haywire. Can’t understand a word he’s saying. It’s awesome.

I have a really, really hard time taking any natural trait someone was born with and labeling it “unfair.”

I love this kind of shit. It proves that, even on my worst day, I’m nowhere near the bottom of the barrel parenting-wise.

Can affirm. I daily dove a 67 Mustang in high school (mid-80's). My dad put original-style bias plys on for my sister, who had it before I did. The tires were pretty worn when I got it — and I promptly put on Eagle GTs. The difference was huge. Thought he was going to have a heart attack, until he drove it and

But the pitcher is rarely the one making that call. That’s the catcher’s job. I didn’t see the game, but you’d have to show me he shook off the catcher’s call to throw those curves for me to blame him.

In fairness, I have to admit that he’s merely following my shining example. And his brother is probably more cautious because, on the first day he had his permit, he almost ran into a large stone mailbox.

Spouses are nothing compared to when you start to teach your kids how to drive. We have twins: one is pretty solid, and confident but cautious; the other is certain he is the next coming of Mario Andretti, and makes me simultaneously shit my pants and have a heart attack at least once a day.

Let me ruin it for you more by pointing out that the whole thing is from a goddamn racist joke:

That almost sounds like they’re going to ban rally caps — no inside-out hats, punching in one side and wearing it in half, etc.

...For the Other Team

YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!