But why the hell would there be ANY social media sharing option on porn? Who would share porn? “Hey, here’s a picture of the kids getting ready for soccer. Here’s a photo of a pumpkin we carved. Here’s what I jerked off to last night. Here’s my thoughts on the Bears’ QB situation.”

I thought the Capri had a hip or flare above the wheel wells that wasn’t present on the Mustang?

The 79, because I drove one to death in high school. The flared fenders were a point of pride, as were the louvered c-pillars.

Can confirm that almost every joint in Northern Indiana cuts their pizza like this. There is no such thing as an Indiana State Pizza, unless you count “Not Gay Wedding” a kind of pizza.

I certainly don’t trust this, so, maybe?

The thing about these “pro-life” squealers is, they aren’t actually pro-life. They’re pro-birth. After that, who gives a flying fuck, that’s what Jeebus is for.

Exciting as the news from Alabama is, that statistic is fucking depressing.

Thing is, if this was known and identified by the Dodger organization at the time they acquired him, why wasn’t their catcher keeping an eye on it in the most important starts of his career? Where was their pitching coach while he was getting shelled? How could this be a known thing, and Darvish stand out there with…

I can’t get it to work, because the world fucking hates me. What’s the number on guys like on Jamie Moyer, Adrian Beltre, Latroy Hawkins, or Octavio Dotel?

It’s the “simpler times” thing that I miss. We tried a couple birthday parties after they hit elementary school, but it got difficult to track who was peanut-adverse and who had IBS and all this other shit. Now we just have a cake and that’s it.

Just my opinion, but skipping the early birthdays kind of robs you more than it robs the kids.

Goliath was pretty good, but every beat it hit was way over the top.

I would love for just one single Imperial Officer to have a syrupy Swedish accent.

Yeah, but who do you want in the driver’s seat at 3AM?

It sucks because I try to buy the kids the ONE THING they want the most (within reason) and one thing I think they would like, the rest is books or clothes or what have you. But then their grandparents, aunts and uncles buy them literal carloads of stuff.

Won’t happen, because the left is further subdivided by a million factions, each too resentful of the other to take up arms against their true enemy. Meanwhile, the true enemy hates everything and any target is as good as another.

Everyone who votes for this asshole should win a chance for their grandchildren to spend a half hour alone in a locked room with Ray Moore.

Best Catcher in the Mariners Farm System isn’t exactly a prestigious title.

Yeah, that is the sad thing.