I do not understand why ordering off-menu is “fun” and “an experience”.

The Monte Carlo’s window buttons were probably broken

“To be honest, I don’t much care about which part of the British Isles rightly may claim John Lennon’s ancestry. He mostly was a self-promoting misogynist checkbook activist who imagined no possessions from one of the most exclusive addresses in the history of planet earth, so whichever country wants him can have him”

Might you have some probing takes on brain surgery or racism?

One conveniently forgotten fact: Rousey started her career in Strikeforce at 145 pounds, where Cris Cyborg was champ after having mauled Gina Carano. Rousey refused to fight Cyborg at the time, saying that she needed a couple years of training before she’d be ready. She then dropped to 135 to fight Tate for the title,…

Next thing you know they’ll want to vote or wear pants or drive.

It’s not just your opinion. It’s shared by a ton. But the UFC/WWE/Rousy machine would like to paint her as wholly singular.

Nice false equivalence there; two grown adults fighting is clearly the same thing as a dog-fighting ring or child-fighting organization. Clearly.

Thanks, 1800’s gentleman with a long cane and pointy beard!

There Will Never Be Another Ronda Rousey.

Youth is perhaps where the disconnect is. It’s a parody of all the cheesiest stuff from 70-80’s action shows. Ridiculous stunts, terrible fight scenes where you can see them not actually hitting each other, crazy clothes and hairstyles.

Isn't this what people were saying about Carano until she got in the ring with Cyborg? The best female fighter is at 145 right now.

she’s vastly more skilled than any woman who has ever thrown hands

Of course Correia talks a lot of shit. She’s literally bathing in it at home.

I’d love to have Clarkson drop off my copy of The Lord of the Rings trilogy I bought on primeday in an outrageous Ferrari. That would make me actually consider buying something next primeday.

I want to see them capture a lion, and then shoot it while on board a whaling vessel, and bikini-clad models will hand them their assault rifles.

Yoko broke my brain this time.