Lots of us can be outraged about something and still laugh at a decently cracked joke about how shitty Ross Douthat’s kids are.
Lots of us can be outraged about something and still laugh at a decently cracked joke about how shitty Ross Douthat’s kids are.
Cut my Berth into pieces, this is my last tube bore.
To make up for it, Aaron signed a new deal with Just For Men.
Boo. Boo! BOOOOOO!!!!
Just make the damn Cactus available in the US. That’s all I want them to do.
That’s why it’s not called the teethbrush.
Not only is Pillar a great defender, he does a whole lot of charity work in Toronto. The dude gives back in so many ways: donations, volunteering his time, and leading various initiatives. I guess you could call him an important guy of the community.
This just got Waymo interesting.
If Mark Davis doesn’t want fans to be overwhelmed at the new stadium, he should insist on a simple bowl design.
The Chevy is the winner here, but even if their prices on paper put them over $30,000, I wouldn’t rule out another Camry or Accord just yet. Remember sedan sales are slow right now, so with some solid negotiations combined with factory rebates you might be able to get those imports below your threshold.
Wow, so now cornerbacks can’t even yell and wave their arms without getting called for interference.
Louisville fan here. Your fellow fans blow ass and your coach is garbage—nobody has ever done less with more. Your old mascot had a dick in its mouth and your new mascot looks like two birds fucking. Eat shit.
Tom Hamilton is a gem. I desperately want to hear him call a World Series clincher before his time is through.
Shouldn’t it technically have been Footy McFoot Face?
I mean, if you’re a grown man and you can call a teenager an asshole for changing his mind about where to go for college...you really can’t let an opportunity like that slip by you.
“And what is your purpose in visiting the United States?”
Eighteen hours later:
I don’t know if it’s just because he’s playing against the Kings or what, but he looks like that dude at the Y that takes pickup games way too seriously while the other team just kinda goes “yeah, sure man, sweet moves” and contemplates how to make sure they don’t let this dude into their games anymore
That does taint the goal somewhat.