When I was 20, I was the designated driver for my brother and my friends on Christmas. He was so belligerently drunk that he jumped in front of the car as I was driving away to take someone else home. When he woke up the next morning with no memory of what happened, all I had to tell him was, “I hit you with the car.”

Taking Red-eye to a whole ’nuther level.

I wonder what North Carolina’s coach got for steering players into easier majors.

2 GODDAMN DOLLARS FOR A PIECE OF ALUMINIUM?

I am always appreciative of the animations y’all do for this, and this one lives up to expectations. Props, and keep doing the Lord’s work Drew.

MINE EYES!

GOOD DOGGIE.

THAT’s getting bombed.

Does he have a flask in there?

WARNING SIGN!

Not trying to be a troll- I was pointing out that he was part of the problem. Sorry if I came off that way!

That might be part of the problem. Because First Nations people were only noted for lacrosse and hockey outside of Canada, no one really gave a hoot about them. Thankfully, that should change.

I’m going to be that imbecile:

Oh great, just what I need! A FLYING TORCH.

For those wanting to punch him, aim here. Concuss that bastard.

The Rats are offended.

His name says it all.

All the upvotes to the person who does this- even if they are from New England.

That, and it blew too.

Your response just made me spit tea at my computer. [Golf Clap]