He could always find work as Stephen Baldwin’s stunt double.

You know, if Stephen Baldwin ever finds work again.

Appreciate the Tahou shoutout, but that place would serve urinal cakes if it thought the drunkards from RIT would eat them.

It’s really unfortunate that the skills to be a good candidate and the skills to be a good President are so different. Hillary would have been an excellent chief executive, but people just don’t like her.

fuck their second-rate city.

“That’s a bit garish.” —John Daly

I’ve been told, and my experience bears it out, that people in the North like the idea of black people, but don’t want to live next door to them, while people in the South don’t like them as a group but don’t mind them as neighbors.

Citation: relatives in Upstate New York and Alabama.

I look forward to the Bills being a 6-10 team at least until my kids are out of college.

What about Elfman?

They’re just mine carts, Temple of Doom style.

Goddamnit, Sully (I assume).

The cheap beer that only tastes good cold should be drank fast enough to never need this.

The cheap beer that only tastes good cold should be drank fast enough to never need this.

“Those ties need some scotch tape.” --our dipshit President

“I thought it was a great idea.” --Doug Whaley

Turns out that betting your career on the performance of Christian Ponder’s backup is a bad idea.

That’s the living room of every shitty brick ranch house in Depew.

Zip zop rippity roofie.

And not a single battery hit Roger last night.

Yup. I got doored on my ride home from work - in a split second I went from cruising down a hill at fifteen or twenty miles an hour to going over the handlebars and smashing my head on the pavement hard enough to crack my helmet in half. I walked away with a gashed pinky from hitting the door, rather than spending the…

Rex Ryan?

Has it never occurred to these guys that if they were half as insightful as they claim to be they’d probably be working for an actual sports organization and not just yelling from the edges? It’s like that old line about how critics are like the eunuchs in a harem.