I vote for booze!

Sleep in the bed you shat in.

ooooo...ooooo...nostalgia...

Thank you. ESPN dropped off my radar screen completely about six or seven years ago. As a result, I’ve regained three points on my IQ, jacking me up to 47.

All this time, I thought BAD!, SAD! and LOSER! were the NOT! of 2016.

But it delivers pizza, so it’s good.

Let’s hope he’s not a brat.

The classics never go out of style.

...between an orangutan and a common garden snail...

Once again, an NFL-affiliated organization displays precious little pride and absolutely no poise.

One day, they will find this man locked in a bathroom, crying, and curled up in a fecal position.

I’m sure somebody somewhere in the adminsitration sphincs they can get analway with it.

Do you think they’ll make a run at Trumbo? (O’s fan asking.)

Orioles fan here since I saw Brooksie go to his right and throw out Lee May from foul territory in Game 1 of the ‘70 Series. Ah the good old days.

Today’s forecast: Colder than Eva Braun’s tit.

And how many times has it been lost?

I’m surprised your union doesn’t have specific clauses about not having to watch Jags’ TNF NFL games, let alone write about them.

That’s one itty-bitty woodchipper there, fella.

I knew it reminded me of something...