I’m pretty much with you, but I watched her “Chelsea Does Racism” special on Netflix (one of a four-part series, but I wasn’t interested in watching the others), and it was surprisingly good. Basically, it was good because she basically spend the whole time asking questions, then sitting back and letting other people…
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But you chose to illustrate this point (with which I agree) with an ass I could never get tired of... It’s a paradox!
Has Chelsea Handler ever done or said anything remotely funny or interesting? Her thirst to be outrageous just makes me sad and embarrassed. Or in this case, just em-bare-assed.
Not only did the Windies men’s team win, they pulled off the double as the women’s team upset champs Australia who were going for their 4th straight world title.
Actually no, this clip is from back in 2016, when baseball still existed. No idea why they’ve rehashed this nonsense for us people of the future.
I did this once from the passenger side of the car, over the roof, into the bucket. I peaked at a young age.
One time my brother threw a quarter into the toll tray from two cars back (the guy was one coin short and taking forever). The gate went up and I actually applauded from the passenger seat. This is the only thing I’ve seen that compares to that.
“Forget it, sock...it’s America-town.”
It was so much fun. I had low expectations because of the vivid memories that I have of when A.J. Daulaurio “hosted” Jezebel, but it turned out great! So many funny commenters. It actually inspired me to sign up for the Deadspin newsletter, who woulda’ thunk it?!
Seconded.
Old MacDonald had a can of whoop-ass
If you still miss the time when Deadspin took over Jezebel for April Fools’ Day
If you computed quantity of Dirt Bag coverage of a celebrity vs. general interest in that celebrity to determine Dirt Bag overexposure, Kaley Cuoco is more grossly overexposed on the Dirt Bag than any one of the Kardashians.
Dogs forever!
BEST.
In today’s Tweet Beat, I’m going to show you some Samoyeds. That’s it.
YAAAAAAAAS queens! It’s Friday, and all of us look great. What’s the goss, bebs? Let’s dish.
I think he’s a riot. A first rate takedown artist and he slays me with one arch of a brow. He’s insanely self aware for all the rarified air and entitlement.
EJ is fab and no longer large, except in name and style.