This at least answers the question posed by this morning’s roll call post: “Who the fuck is Dennis?”

On behalf of EVERYONE. Thanks, Drew.

Belgium has created for your pleasure, in no particular order: Abbey beer, pommes frites, birth control, asphalt, and electrically powered trains. This is up there, but it is not the most useful thing they’ve ever done (that would be Abbey beer)

Smokeboy? More like worlds foremost GLORY BOY

Man it’s 1 in the morning here and I just got home from a concert, don’t ask me to think.

You mean his changeup that he throws at nearly 90 MPH? Yeah, that thing is fucking filthy.

“Now I don’t condone any harassment but heres a link to a photo of his wife and child”

The passage in question was: “I can’t tell your gawky, triflin’ ass children apart, but they are rotation players on playoff also rans teams AT BEST.”

There are lattes taller than Cal

“Ye Gods”

Thank goodness there are still men like you willing to lecture professional athletes about the right way to be professional athletes. Being the assistant to the regional manager isn’t the same as working with psychotically competitive football players.

It’s not the coaching staff’s fault that the crowd noise is so intense.

*Cannot be overstated. (Sorry)

Steve Carltons 1972 season cannot be overstated.

Tom, should you focus on his penis when his balls are the real story? I understand the confusion since there’s not a vas deferens between the two.

Take em & rake em.

He might just not like that months climate

This is just so ridiculous that people are continuing to harass a random game developer, just because his name is also Jon Jones, and they didn’t bother to look at any of his information. Folks on the internet just don’t even care about being accurate anymore.

Oh, good, Tom Brady is fuckin’ sports world Gwyneth Paltrow

The sheer randomness of their inception, though, means it would be totally fine if we one day decided to change them, too.