There is zero chance Belichick knows how to use Reddit.

Nah, I think you’re good.

Eh. Maybe. I know what goes in it—I’ve watched it made—and it has no effect on me loving it.

You may be remembering it right. I really wanted to spell out how I remember it, but I don’t want to spoil it for anyone who hasn’t read it.

I have never tried the bacon variety of Rapa—I’ve always been a “purist” (ironic, considering it’s scrapple) and only bought the regular Rapa. Maybe I need to give the bacon variety a try?

My first wife’s family WOULD NOT eat scrapple, even if it were the only foodstuff left and they were dying of hunger. Somehow I was the weird one, because I love scrapple.

#Rapa4Lyfe

I grew up on the Eastern Shore of Maryland, and I have been eating scrapple all my life. Everybody always asks me, “how can you eat that if you know what it’s made of?” Who cares, the shit is delicious! Honestly, it’s no worse than eating a hotdog. It’s better tasting than haggis (I have had haggis, in Scotland).…

I don’t think that *M* is the narrator...I think *M* is the other person.

It’s amazing how that works.

You’re spot on, and I may end up buying this just to find out how they address it.

I’m sure that’s at least 50% of it—but don’t discount the political points he’s scoring with his Republican Conservative “true patriot” nut job base. This is red meat for those clowns, and you can bet he a) knows that, and b) is partially doing this to pander to them.

faster than I could lose a game of Fortnite to a ferocious pack of roving twelve year olds

We ran ball high as hell in HS, but it was blacktop pickup games after school, and you could easily tell all ten of us were smoked up. It wasn’t even close to competitive.

Doesn’t get back on defense? Hey, it’s better than a basket of peaches on D. Give it that much.

I laughed my ass off at this.

Jesus, that thing is a beast. A sexy, sexy beast.

Pills, B&E, kids...it’s all the same.

If he’s the only guy that goes down because of this, I will have lost any faith in this team’s ability to be normal and operate like a normal ball club. I know it was wishful thinking, but I really hoped maybe this would be the straw that broke Snyder’s back and made him sell

Legit question: what level of cognitive dissonance do you have to engage in, to support a man who is actively working against your best interests—and, if we’re being real about this, actively working against your ability to draw breath?