Paging Sarah McLachlan...Ms McLachlan, we have a Corgi in crisis, second step from the top...

Paging Sarah McLachlan...Ms McLachlan, we have a Corgi in crisis, second step from the top...

Paging Sarah McLachlan...Ms McLachlan, we have a Corgi in crisis, second step from the top...

Paging Sarah McLachlan...Ms McLachlan, we have a Corgi in crisis, second step from the top...

The only thing that Brady should have done differently is that when asked to produce his personal phone for analysis, he should have been more direct and said, “Are you out of your f*cking mind?”

Pretty sure ESPN knew this was coming.

That’s goldfishist.

“...my dad has maintained his weekly pedicure appointment where he gets his two big toes painted black and the rest of the little piggies painted silver (just like their sparkly helmets). My dad also still wears leather pants on the regular and tried to buy a goddamn used hearse to drive to the Coliseum.”

Ouch.

“...a town located in the armpit of our worst state”

I used to fuck guys like you at Gawker.

The only way this could be a more Canadian headline is if it started with “Mounted Police” and ended with “eh?”

For those who don’t know, Jolie Kerr is a goddess. A very clean, hygienic goddess to be sure, but a goddess nonetheless.

I spent 20 years in/near Pensacola. Snake is a god in that part of the world.

I started watching football in 1967. I grew up in Northern California but was actually a fan of the Rams. More specifically, I was a fan of Roman Gabriel. Jack Snow, Les Josephson, and the greatest defensive front four in history: Deacon Jones, Merlin Olsen, Lamar Lundy, and Roger Brown were just icing on the cake.

You might be a bit too literal for the innerwebs.

Clearly mini-van dude (Jon) needs to spring for the upgraded model, complete with faux-nut holder since his wife will be toting his actual nuts while tooling around in her sports-rod/cock-trolling vehicle.

Sheesh...lighten up, Frances.

Now, how in the hell am I going to a’splain “How To Hire A Sex Worker” in my browser history?

He makes forty quajillion dollars a second and he couldn’t have worn a pressed suit?