fielders shifted to left field when he batted

people without kids by their mid thirties (wtf grow up)

“I am Vilipolvius Frenz, from the Ruanada quadrant, leader of the Gracciponides. I have transformed my energy into a ball and approached your highest energy flow, emanating from what appears to be a a slow-moving but birdlike and willowy warrior. Now that I have made my way into your earthen vessel, may I speak to the…

The only aliens allowed at Augusta are the grounds crew.

Eh, I get your point, but nobody said that about Bush in 2000. Remember, 9/11 hadn’t happened yet. The argument against him, at the time, was that he was an unqualified, unserious, culturally retrograde doofus running against the sitting Vice President.

I want my basketball teams to end their wins the same way I’ll end my life - dribbling until the clock runs out.

This isn’t Darwinism. This is teenaged boys and their teenaged brains at work. Most of us escape our teen years having done something stupid that could have killed us. It’s a sad story and the fact that these boys were brothers compounds that tragedy.

Bringing Frank Caliendo into this was a low blow.

To all the tut-tutting, poo-pooing assholes: Fuck off and go back to reading The Economist or whatever it is you do for fun. You know exactly what you’re getting with these videos. Don’t click and then feign surprise when it’s not what you were hoping it would be. It’s supposed to be silly.

Who would have thought? Anyone who’s been watching for the last couple seasons. Just like it always has, SNL exists on a wave—funny/not-funny—with a frequency of about five years. It seems to be on an upswing.

If this game doesn’t convince people that the NFL overtime rules are stupid, I don’t know what will. Who in their right mind (besides Cardinals fans) wanted the game to end before getting to see Aaron Rodgers with the season on the line in a road playoff game in overtime?

Not cool.

wow... fuck you

That’s probably the single most asshole move I’ve ever seen a Gawker person make. It’s only been out for an f—-ing month.

R G Twee

At least it settles the debate.

Takes a big man to laugh at his own Floridian slip.

So the man whom we celebrate, and with good reason, has grabbed a jersey. Congratulations would be in order if he had been man enough to marry the jersey’s hand-stitcher and make a home. This happy occasion is blighted when Cam, whose own parents were married, skips the very basis of being a good jersey-grabber.

Lil B the Based God