next thing you know, moby is going to claim he was texting durant.

At least he’s not a dairy farmer getting logged on.

Farmer: Dammit! That’s not what I meant when I asked if you wanted to “shoot the shit!”

That’s a Holstein Steamer. It’s payback for what he was doing to the cows last year that convinced the owner to install security cameras.

Honey Badger cares... about his life and reputation.

‘adverse actions’ against an individual or business for their ‘membership in, affiliation with, or contribution, donation or other support to a religious organization.’

Was the “power struggle” a staring contest?

walking a few hundred yards from the stadium a 3 y old shouted to his dad - ‘Look daddy there’s some Pakis’.

It’s a word they picked up at home and are using without knowledge of how truly hurtful it can be. It’s a shame, but it’s just a toddler, which means that even the weakest of adults should be able to pick it up by it’s chubby little michelin man legs and hurl it’s racist ass into the air and straight to hell.

Who needs Sox, when you’ve got your Shorts...

If the Lakers were going to hire a ex-point-guard-turned-coach-who-was-fired-and-his-team-immediately-became-world-beaters-the-year-later, couldn’t they have hired Mark Jackson so we wouldn’t have to listen to him during the conference finals? 

Maybe they will meet-cute, fall in love and have a baby:  Jizz Thrower.

I think it’s pretty shitty of her high school to sell ad space at the diamond to white supremacy groups from seven surrounding counties. It’s not the message we should be giving to kids, and it takes away from her accomplishment.  Sad.

McDonald’s is a thing = TRUTH

Far too many times have I seen a woman rise to power as a champion for other women, only to make clear her vision of feminism is only for white women.

Talking about fashion...

She’s vowed not to get back together with him until he can hit an outside shot. So, they’re done.

A Kardashian-Jenner is never a sports good luck charm.

yeah, no, you’re wrong. If you think the parent of that kid doesn’t know what a terror the child is being, then your head is crammed so far up your ass you can floss with your chest hair. 

And at the end of that summer, we all went our separate ways. I used to see Tyrese and Johnny in the hallways, but by the close of our freshman year, they were just two more faces in the crowd. I heard that Tyrese got married and has a couple of kids. He drinks a lot these days, and finds work doing odd jobs around…