If he’s still a billionaire, I’d say anywhere the fuck he wants to be.

He’s out scouting for new veins of talent.

No, that would in no way make him decide to waste his time sabotaging his career.

You’re not wrong, but asking real questions about a ridiculous premise is irrelevant. There are only two questions worth asking here:

LOL, none of us read the blog posts, Tim. And we’re not scared, either. Thanks for the chuckle. We’re here for the comments, dude.

Barry Bonds’ last year was ridiculous, was never found guilty of anything and any of team could’ve used great left-handed batting, yet no one picked him up the next year.

Ok, I’ll take the bait.

It’s easy to accept a slap on the wrist when it’s just meetings about how to nonsplain to the media that the only thing that matters is winning and money.

Maybe it’s just to remove his head from his ass.

Well, I’m sure he doesn’t care that he makes millions of dollars off unpaid labor. In fact, it’s apparent that he doesn’t care about anything beyond not losing to the likes of Virginia Tech.

Wait, Dwyane Wade ditched the Heat? C’mon man, when are you guys gonna start calling Pat Riley the cunt that he is?

In the finest of NCAA traditions, he turns kids into money.

Cunts gonna cunt.

Wow, Hamilton, way to start the new year positive. I mean, irony, sarcasm, whatever you may call this is really just a steaming pile of negativity.

+1 Two Dogs Fucking

The balls weren’t Armenian.

There’s nothing worse than wearing a diaper *and* shitting the bed.

Only three words are needed here: BARRY FUCKING BONDS.

Thanks, grandpa. Form over function is retardation over sensibility. So you think your attorney is going to function better with terrible spinal alignment problems? (And, yes, I had them from mousing, and the exercise ball solved them within the first day.)

While GREAT for your back, the fact that they are vinyl makes them non-breathable, sweaty nightmares, and were thus a deal-breaker for me.