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Yeah. Our families have vacationed together before, and he and I would usually sneak out in the early morning to try to get a workout in (i.e., jog on the beach, lift, etc.). Just getting ready for a light get-the-blood-flowing workout involved metric tons of tape, knee braces, compression gear, coffee, stretching,

I presume a deep-fryer is the preferable way, though I figured pan frying wouldn’t be too bad. It was more that I’m an idiot and didn’t bread them correctly, then massively undercooked them. It was a show.

I hate baseball, but I co-sign on your post.

I was actually texting about football injuries with a buddy the other day and feel like this is as good a spot as any to post his text (re: high school/college football injuries):

Looks like a variation on the old Oklahoma drill.

That’s the scariest thing: the confusion. I remember being concussed as a senior playing high school football (DB) while coming up to make a big hit. I popped up and continued playing (this was before concussion protocol or anything remotely resembling such a thing). Only I’d completely forgotten all the defensive

Apologies.

Concussions affect the frontal lobe, which regulates emotions.

Hell is that police dog doing? Cops have him at the ready, and the suspect runs DIRECTLY AT THEM. What does the dog do? Runs away around the wrong side of the police cruiser.

Swift’s fans responded to Desus & Mero’s critical words with literal death threats.

Understood. But it seems as though prosecutors are inclined to adhere to the existing DOJ memo. Until or unless it’s put to the test, nothing’s gonna happen.

Constitutional law scholars are at odds about this; whether you can or can’t remains undecided.

This is the type of news that would have gotten me so excited during the Mueller investigation.

I don’t know about stooge, but Russia definitely sees some benefit in supporting and inflating her campaign. Russian bots are all about Gabbard.

Good. Hopefully this is the last we hear of Gabbard. Can’t stand her.

One time I bought soft-shelled crabs from the fish market in DC along the waterfront. Took them home and tried to fry them in a pan, like a moron. I just totally fucked them up, undercooked them, the breading was all wrong, the guts were still raw inside, etc.

Jesus.

Yeah, I hear you on all of that. You just realize what life is and how the world works: swift, brutal, uncompromising. Things are simply taken and given and you don’t have much control over any of it. The only real positive thing I took from the experience was to just love and try to enjoy and remember each moment,

So we’re just completely done with rules and laws and clauses and whatever else? Trump and this administration have violated every goddamn law under the sun, and hardly anybody seems to face any repercussions.