My best friend’s sister’s boyfriend’s brother’s girlfriend heard from this guy who knows this kid who’s going with the girl who saw him pass out at the game last night. I guess it’s pretty serious.
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Never mind what song was playing you insensitive bastards, that dude looks genuinely hurt. I just hope he recovered and isn’t so shaken up he can’t find his way home.
“Yup...that’s me... you’re probably wondering how I got here...”
Would have never guessed he would come up short. Wide right maybe, but not short.
That guy got all huffy.
If he had also punched the reporter and the cameraman, would he have hit for the cycle?
The good ol’ days, when “Where are your papers?” was said with a German and not American accent to get the point across.
People who type in all caps.
When a bunch of cyclists get together, the tension reaches Critical Mass.
On the bright side, Europeans speaking in German but pausing to say, “Vat the fahk?” in English indicates that America’s role as a global leader is not so tarnished that it can no longer inspire other nations to aspire to this Shining City on a Fuckin’ Hill.
“staff might get bigger”
Counterpoint: Old Man Luke was excellent.
A search party runs afoul of a man with a rotten gourd for a head in this trailer for the indie slasher, Pumpkins.
Almost - it was the Boscov’s at the Camp Hill Mall that served as the interior for the rival, “evil” department store. This is appropriate, because anyone who’s ever walked into a Boscov’s knows it’s like walking through a time portal to 1986.
“Mostly Bad for also giving supremely talented rapists and murderers a second chance.”
Psst: Its this one.
Five bucks says the Patriots knew about this. Five more says the Raiders didn't.
I lived at 11th and Pine! If only I'd thought to walk...
The mugging worked out okay! I guess when you’re drunk enough to have sex with a stranger in an alley, you’re drunk enough to confound would-be muggers. It’s kind of a blur, but while I was trying to figure out where my money was, the guy I was with grabbed for the 6 pack we’d brought out with us, somehow dropped it,…
During the summer between my sophomore and junior year of high school, I got a job at a meat packing plant. My job was shoveling the scraps, fat and bits that the workers trimmed of the carcasses into big huge stainless steel carts that would dump into a huge grinder. An older chubby woman (30's) flirted with me,…
“That would be in the butt, Bob.”