Are you kidding me, though? Because my child is 13 and due to mental illness I’ve had to leave her alone with doctors and therapists quite a few times. Please do not assign the blame on this to anyone other than the person responsible - this fucking asshole of a man.

Sounds more like a surveillance company that happens to drive people around.

“it’s pretty obviously time for everyone involved here to take a step back and relax before something happens that everyone regrets.”

this is a false yellow flag operation perpetrated by known trump-supporter tom brady in an attempt to enrage the patriot’s rabid fanbase into supporting the mexican border wall.

Rondo: It’s all about loyalty to your team. And the bond you share with your teammates.

This is Deadspin. Poop is never TMI.

I always ask jokingly but seriously “upgrade for free?” when they say that and go from there.

Stop trying to trick me into reading profiles of Jim Nantz, I’m not falling for that for the 48th time.

Enjoying the Knicks in their “purest form” is like a bad strain of heroin; no one wants it, even if they think they do.

That’s exactly what I thought. I mean, Lyft has in-app tipping; did they try calling one instead? Or maybe they did but it was too far away.

“Van Helsing staked pain in me.” - Dracula

Um no, a signal light does not give the driver the right to cut in, drive through or turn into anything.

I’ve become convinced that reality is broken.

We “averages” can’t simply rely on a 10" monster that we assume makes women powerless to stop continually cumming just from seeing it.

The funny thing is, as much as pop culture would like to think otherwise, men do not actually talk much with each other about sex. Maybe some hints or vague boasts, but details run into TMI territory pretty quick among men. I think that for many, it therefor comes as a surprise that many other men are less giving in…

I just lay on my back with my average wiener and she does all the skillful work to get herself off. Do I count?

Dude: (gets a blowjob)

Marky, Ricky, Danny, Terry, Mikey, Davey, Timmy, Tommy, Joey, Robby, Johnny, and Brian

This guy was sitting in Monday morning traffic on the FDR in NYC. If you’re not familiar with it it’s a freeway that runs north-south from the top to the foot of Manhattan. It’s supposedly an express route but in rush hour it’s stop-start. If he was on a call he’d have been on his siren in the shoulder booking for…

I don't know. I think maybe the world's saddest Nets fan is the one taking the picture.