Yeah there is. Go Pats!

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Jon:
Who Is Mr Brown? I wanna know now!
He is nowhere to be found
From Napa Valley to Winnipeg, coffin runnin’ around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown

Now now, we all know Lakers, Yankees, Cardinals, Steelers and Canadian hockey fans are among the chillest groups in sports.

Don’t be upset that the GOAT is white, incel. Maybe someday an all-black QB can be half as good.

And now Drew’s circle once more is complete,

I have a friend who lives in a county with a ban on plastic bags, and a per bag charge for paper.

I like to mock religion sometimes, but I really don’t think it’s possible to get through something like this without it. If something like this happened to my wife and daughter I think I would be gone within hours.

The wars of the future will not be fought on the battlefield or at sea. They will be fought in space, or possibly on top of a very tall mountain. In either case, most of the actual fighting will be done by small robots. And as you go forth today remember always your duty is clear: To build and maintain those robots.

Meanwhile, my insanely insightful in-the-greys comments drive tens of thousandths of unique pageviews to your site every month, and I’ve yet to see dime one.

Roxanne! You don’t have to put on that red hat.

Most of my culinary mistakes, like the time I left flour accidentally out of my banana bread, are not edible even if I wanted them to be.

So when it comes to new music biopics... you don’t want no part of that shit?

If you love Motley Crue and loved the book, there’s absolutely no reason to avoid “The Dirt”. You know exactly what you’re getting yourself into, it’s a cheesy biopic. And let’s face it, most of us love Motley Crue love them despite the fact that they’re cheesy as shit. Oddly, the only person in the Universe who won’t…

“NBA teams still opt for retreads, shitbags, losers, and Luke Walton... but I repeat myself.” ~ Mark Twain

“You are WRONG. I know this because I tested dozens of undies for GQ and quickly realized that my underwear NEEDS a dickhole, and badly. There were times when I would unzip to piss, hit a wall, and have to hoist my dick over the waistband of my skivvies and then thread it through the stupid zipper.”

Once in grad school I made a chicken giblets pizza because I was hungry and I was poor and I had the ingredients on hand. That pizza was the asterisk to the old Woody Allen joke that sex is like pizza - even when it’s bad it’s pretty good. It was worse than bad. Technically it was edible, by a strict dictionary…

Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story did such a perfect job of skewering every single convention of the music biopic while being a fantastic comedy to boot that it’s kind of impossible for me to ever take a music biopic seriously again.  The entire genre has been rendered moot.