Ain’t nobody banging those nerds at Olympic Village....

Every first time drug mule has second thoughts as soon as they’re airborne

Get a better burner, Lena.

Dean Winchester would be disappointed.

Shortly after the video made its way onto the internet last Friday, the club confirmed that all four players had been released

That’s no way to treat a Mini cooper. He’s a fine actor.

Well, that’s just stupid.

This is bullshit. You’re talking about political beliefs as though they should be treated like religion. Fuck that, that’s why we’re in such a goddam mess right now, people investing their personal beliefs to such a degree that facts and evidence become irrelevant to them (and no, you’re not some special exception).

this guy is woke- his summer school freshman philosophy professor will give this a solid B

If you let people be denied a constitutional right because of an accusation without conviction I guarantee it will be used to harm minorities even faster than Trump began parroting Obama’s fake news comment to his own ends.

It’s so strange that progressives treat several of the amendments as suggestions, while treating others as sacred.

Oh you know it. Incoming!

To everyone talking about karma or in any way suggesting this isn’t a terrible thing:

Sounds like they know what went wrong and could easily remedy that next time around, but instead are possibly giving up. I’m really enjoying Andromeda.

I will pay you in money and dollars to change the headline of this article to “Male Ryder can now Ride Male”.

O/T but I found a new toy. Please use it irresponsibly.

Road House - House music DJ, DJ Dalton, has to prove his chops at The Double Deuce the meanest, loudest and rowdiest bar in the Dirty Dirty. He befriends the blind house DJ, Jazzy Jeff, and joins forces with his old time friend DJ Wade (Sam Elliott reprising his role) to battle the biggest baddest DJs in all the land.

My mother loves the original movie so much that she would make me watch the final scene with her over and over with her as a kid, which gave me the eye-opening realization that my mom had the hots for someone other than dad, and that person was Patrick Swayze.

Prattes had all of the charisma of a stuffed Fonzie. Together, their chemistry reminded me of an interaction between a spray of Off and a spritz of a Designer Imposters perfume.