nice clickbait headline you fucking dipshit. weight room, locker room, what’s the difference?

Lawyer: We’re going to get to the bottom of this.

+1 diagnosis.

Ooooooohhh...Harsh!!! Abso-fucking-lutely hilarious! But harsh.

Came for this. Wasn’t disappointed.

Oof.

“We weren’t hiring a line cook here – we were hiring a head coach of the Philadelphia Eagles...”

“We’ll give you twice the sardines we gave Jimmy T.”

Let us be clear about something: put these two teams together and you — for all intents and purposes — have Philadelphia sports fans.

Is there gas in the car?

Anytime you can turn over a playoff team to a guy who goes a miraculous 5-9 for 69 yards without feeling in his fingers in January you gotta do it.

I thought something was weird about his rookie card.

I read that as retired snowboarder and was very confused.

Fuck yes, “Choices”!

Allen Toussaint died just recently. I don’t know if we had an Allen Toussaint commemoration here when that happened, since I’ve been in and out, but anyway, here’s some of his excellent piano playing, along with Elvis Costello, doing “Ascension Day”

So the UFC’s future WAS a sweaty penis!

Riley is gorgeous and a product of her extended, beautiful family. However, you do realize that her father is an artist unparalleled in the modern sports world? He is a genius, on pace to have the single greatest basketball season in NBA history. In another life he could have been a ballet dancer, an ice skater,…

Roses are red

Ah, so Okafor was merely singing the Duke fight song.

we have audio of guys scratching their dicks on the sidelines, and you’re telling me no one had a mic pointed at the middle of the damn offensive line during the most importantly play of the game?