But the Jesus says it’s okay, so...
But the Jesus says it’s okay, so...
“Never underestimate Daniel Levy’s ability to fuck everything up.”
It sure feels like it today. Not on Saturday though...that felt pretty nice.
But there won’t be anything like the transfer budget that the other premier league clubs have. The talk is about Wenger being given 100M pounds to spend this summer. The top 4 will spend that on one player if they want. It’s not just the tactical stasis or the hand-wringing in the summer, the nickel and diming over…
Why would he want to come here?
By the time Arsene leaves the club, the Premiere League will be chockablock with the cream of top European coaching. Arsenal will then have their pick of the also-rans, who won’t mind not having the budget to challenge the top clubs, who are “just happy to be here”. Tuchel might have been a nice fit, but alas...
Oh holy fuck...
Why does anyone watch network television anymore? Do folks really have so much spare time that they can watch any of the great cable programming available, as well as the depressing fare represented by those soul-draining trailers?
Well, the two-wheeling scumbag is flying United, so I suppose this shit is to be expected.
They often do.
I can’t remember the specific brands of stuff, except that Mom’s dad was a lifelong believer in Chevrolet products. He used a tractor once he moved to “town” but used a mule down in the Flat. My father’s father used a horse and plow as far back as I can remember. RC was the beverage of choice, as I recall, though…
That’s hysterical! I was born in Columbus.
If he’d taken her to the Alamo, her ass would’ve been on the street in 10 seconds flat. The Drafthouse don’t play that trashy, low-class shit.
I hope this young fellow doesn’t aspire to a career in American jurisprudence.
Agreed.
This is the least surprising verdict imaginable.
My grandpa wore Tuf Nut. I wish I’d had the presence of mind, back in the day, to investigate the reasons my dad’s people wore Tuf Nut and my mom’s were Liberty folks. Man, this thread is bringing up a whole bunch of wonderful memories.
Oh, no, that was straight-up Rayburn takin’ care of business. Aunt Nettie was busy shellin’ peas.
You’ll notice he’s wearing Liberty overalls, THE overall for the discerning overall wearer. My Uncle Ray bought me my first pair in 1965 and I’ve never looked back.
“He’s been handled 37 times through Dallas County—37 offenses,”