Who tends to be more racist: NYC Italians or Boston Irish?

See, I mostly practice bird law, but what you’ve got here is a clear disqualifying action for the Wade Boggs Challenge.

Nah. Too much grass.

Ironic considering the cars end up doing left turns.

I’m having “Where the Red Fern Grows” flash backs.

I like craft beer, but I’ve always had a chuckle at the snobbery associated with it. Being “better” doesn’t grant anyone the moral highground. That’s such a fucking stupid implicit argument.

you gotta byfuglien kidding me

All the clerk wanted to know was “how the Raptors did in the playoffs?” What he didn’t realize was that he was talking to a performance artist.

Serves the Tim Horton’s worker right for asking her how she felt about fellow Canadian James Paxton recently throwing a no-hitter on Canadian soil.

I have a wife so I understand this. Your lack of stars indicates a lack of understanding from the others on this site.

PMS can really be the shits.

I often see white parents with obviously adopted black children, I’d call the police but they’d probably arrest the kids.

How many Canadians does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Or, you could have a boss who’s quietly competent and professional, and respects boundaries?

The fact that they let him keep his seat despite it NOT being the seat he paid for, pretty much sums up the entire situation.

Yes. Their age doesn’t belie their truth.

I bet you’re fun at parties.

Now if the cop wasn’t a power mad thug, the quote would have been something along the lines of, “Ma’am, I’m required to inform you that failure to sign is an offence. Signing is merely your acknowlegment of receipt of the citation, not an admission of guilt. If you wish to contest the citation you can do so in court,…

Do you chase it with a cruller?

I like The Mick a lot. So damn funny, Kaitlin’s physical comedy, Alba’s descent into debauchery, Jimmy (MVP if you ask me) and Mick actually giving a slight shit about these kids. Plus poor Sabrina, I really wanted to know what happened to her.