Drop your shorts and bend over Mr. Babar...

Sometimes I like to imagine what people in the 1950s would say if they read some of the sports headlines today. Like if you had a space-time warping fax machine that could send stories back in time. This headline might make my top ten list of things that would make 1950s sports fans’ heads explode.

You married your aunt?

Red #57, easily the MVP of this game.

Wait, what are you talking about, we decided!? My best interest?

Fair enough, but I don’t think that was the original question. Now, if the question had been: “you need to hunt, and you also live in Alaska and smell like prime rib”. Then we’d be on the same page...

Samer, you know that you can hunt small animals, right? Not sure the goalie gear was the correct choice there...

Roger that. Burneko’s rants are the only political thing I forward on to friends.

I know your heart is in the right place, but I think this is the worst thing you can do. She is going to put that in the back of her mind and then at the worst possible time she’s going to lose it with some sort of rant: “I’m the one being passive-aggressive! Well at least I have the balls to tell someone my opinion…

I think there is a term for this...I can’t quite nail it down. “Off the property?” “Off the boat?” “Off the green zone?” God...why can’t I think of it?

You posted an oldie but goodie fight vid. The miracle man who makes it through the fight at 1:37 in the 2nd video is still an inspiration to me every time I walk through a crowded bar with a full beer.

Seriously! The walkman is older than Anne Hathaway

If everyone followed this philosophy, construction in the USA would halt immediately.

That’s why he’s the boss’s boss...

Chmura could host this session from a hot tub.

Correct me if I’m wrong here but 3 years ago the SP500 was around 1400. Today it is at around 1900. I don’t see the loss of growth.

Stafford from JC Penney. Every Christmas...every Christmas. Thanks Dad.

Seriously! I feel like TotallyNotEoDS just kicked my family dog.

The greatest songwriting team in the history of music is Bob Dylan and whoever brought Bob Dylan his cigarettes/speed/weed/220-221 whatever it takes.

No love for Phineas and Ferb?