The original that I saw on Facebook was to Seeing Red. It was better than this

Umm....#24?

Say what?

I lived through Sean Salisbury, Craig Whelihan, Moses Moreno, and the Ryan Fucking Leaf eras of the team

Welcome to Deadspin, Coach Tomsula!

Again, I have to stress that this was a high-end 7-Eleven complete with an automatic sliding glass door and nary a pube stuck to the Hot Pocket display case.

The honeymoon suite, brought to you by Croatia.

“mentioned a lewd sexual act that I had done with another man in front of a group of friends watching the AMAs, after which I kicked everyone out, smacked him, and he threw a glass of red wine on me,

Does anyone know if Nathan Lane does scholarly research? Just asking for a friend.

Was going to write the same thing. Serious red flags.

This teacher, who we’ll call Rita, would play the French horn for her students

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?

Hopefully not on his/her way back from the dealership!

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.