EDIT: goddamnit, someone beat me to the joke. 

Why do we need to go insulting poor Wilhuf?

jeans, a navy blazer, leather braided belt, and shitty loafers screaming into a Blackberry to Brad

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“Mom’s”

As a heathen, I will admit I’m not terribly familiar with the Bible, and I’m not familiar AT ALL with the section of the Bible that specifically throws shade at interracial dating—but I’ve also went looking for it and could not find out.

I saw your comment this morning, so after I dropped my kids off at school, I swung by the dealership (I drive right past it) to see if I could snap a photo.

Jesus, that fucking cereal take, though...

Y’know, I’ve never been able to find that specific Bible verse that says mixed-race relationships are somehow against the tenets of Christianity. I hear it touted a lot, but I’ve just never been able to find it.

On the other end of the spectrum: I recently traded in my Grand Cherokee for a pickup (needed the bed space AND the larger back seat), and when I went back to the dealer a few weeks later to give them the title, they had already sold my GC. The couple traded in—and I promise you, this is real—a *lifted* Jeep Renegade.

The thing is, these brainless dolts *do* see Twitter as “absolute power unchecked”...when it’s going against them or their agenda. Then they try to leverage it for shit that benefits them, and if it doesn’t work the same way for them, its “censorship” or a conspiracy.

The cognitive dissonance shown in the comments section of this piece is really something. People will go to any length to defend their team, its employees, and the crappy shit they do.

We used to have a guy who was, let’s say, technology-challenged, and he used to call the WebEx *and* connect via the web, with his computer as the audio source. The feedback loop was phenomenal. He was an executive, and we really tried to hold his hand through it...but after a few months of going through this every…

YES! I ran a WebEx today that parallels an in-person meeting I chair, and I bet you I said “please mute your phones, folks” no fewer than a dozen times in an hour.

I work in a public sector organization full of professionals with Master’s Degrees, several years of experience, etc.

I mean, you’re not wrong re: Barkley...but? It just seems like such a weird hill for Shaq to die on, especially when the other two were very obviously clowning him for being legit upset about it.

I thought Roth was making that up! That’s really a thing? 

I had something very similar happen to me several years back while jogging in Baltimore. Except it was a dude, and he chased me for several blocks. 

The write-up in this article does not, and really, *can not*, do justice to this segment. That might be some of the funniest stuff they’ve had all season, and it’s precisely because Barkley and Co. clown him so badly.

Storm.