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Saves you from some unfortunate mental gymnastics.

I didn’t believe desperate flop sweat could be transmitted via the Internet, but I’ve had to wipe down my computer 3 times after reading her comments/tweets.

Which is worse, having excellent athletics and a scummy department, or having shitty athletics and a scummy department?

At this point, it’s less “is my school’s Athletic Department scummy?” and more “just how scummy is my school’s Athletic Department?”

“Hey, just because my family got to come here legally because of US intervention in our country doesn’t mean everyone else in a similar situation should!”

Does sending out Huckabee Sanders to gargle up some incomprehensible gibberish about how this is actually Obama’s fault count as getting involved?

If it’s convenient, you have the space (having a separate chest freezer and vacuum sealer really helps), and you can make it your primary grocery option (we still occasionally go to a non-Costco grocery store, but that’s for more specialty items, or something we don’t want/need in bulk) then I’d say it is. It might

I had the same question, but kept thinking maybe I was looking at it wrong?

Give the guy a break. It’s really hard to play high level tennys with giant, self-driven nails sticking out of your palms.

It’s cool though, Tom Izzo is a father and he had the worst week ever. Just ask him!

Sammy Sosa hit baseballs so hard it would turn you white.

I feel like a blowout gives you the opportunity to turn off the game before it’s even over so you can move on with your life.

The Process (and every other “losing to win” strategy) is that it sells a fantasy to paste eating rubes that they are somehow intellectually superior to those who think teams should try to win games. It is laziness personified. Why try and make the effort to win when losing is just so easy?

Rozwell Kid is the result of someone hearing mid-90s Weezer and Nirvana(and maybe a few other guitar rock bands of that era) and spending the rest of their lives trying to make music that was a cross between the two.

No matter how many times I’ve listened to “Wendy’s Trash Can”, the opening 40 seconds still gives me

Where’s Chris Hansen when you need him?

“I’m intrigued by your ideas Jerry, and would like to subscribe to your newsletter.”

- Roy Moore

Hey Pete, how does Markelle’s shot look?

The problem is he knows the game well and constantly spouts bland platitudes and offers nothing of value to the broadcast that you couldn’t get from a well trained goldendoodle. It would be one thing if he was just an excitable dotard who was happy to be there; he chose to pander to the lowest common denominator fan

It’s a reference that’s almost 10 years old. Might as well have been written on papyrus.