I had forgotten about this song and really hate myself because I like it.

Four years after Katrina; damn you’re right, what a weird coincidence.

Gruden is the GM of the year.  He’s directly responsible for 2 teams winning their divisions.  He managed to save Jason Garrett’s job while inflating the ego of Jerruh.  

Cool. Meanwhile Jon Gruden woke up at 3am to trade away the his starting offensive line for a 4th round pick and some frozen Trump Steaks.

I heard this podcast where some pro gamblers were saying that it’s basically consensus opinion among their peers that Tomlin is the worst coach in the NFL, and that his mere presence can swing the line by a field goal.

What’s sad is that First Take was decent like 10 years ago before Skip destroyed it and Smith shat on its grave.

We were the same, except we put diapers on “subscribe and save.” Diapers were stolen from our porch. DIapers arrived late. Then we realized we were pretty good at predicting how long a pack of diapers or a can of formula would last, and just bought everything at Costco, a company that objectively does NOT suck.

Of course they were moving slowly. They’re Terrapins.

I think the most important part of this video is REDACTEDREDACTEDREDACTEDREDACTED which is something we can all learn from

I explicitly remember Tim Meadows letting us all know that it’s not habit forming, the safest drug there is, and we don’t want no part of that shit.

Addiction to marijuana?

Some men just want to watch the world burn. But even the Joker thinks this is fucking absurd.

My vote is gas station chicken salad 

Holy shit, if you can’t trust football coaches & Catholic priests these days who can you trust?

Whiskey stones solve a problem nobody needs solved. Whiskey drinkers like it either neat, with a splash of water, or on the rocks (or part of a mixed drink). That’s an increasing order of wetness. Nobody really wants it cold and dry. They THINK they might, but not really.

So now we have moved on to where rich hipster trustfund babies even put a sense of irony in their Porsches. Walk face first into a door of dicks.

This is the opposite of ‘zero f**** given’. So many eff’s were given, that it is over-the-top in how exacting its packaging is, and none of it feels like it’s meant to suit the owner, but to impress everyone else who sees it.

Black Panther has/will not age well. 

Oof, I’d forgotten about “I had a date”...