Still no WINT.
Still no WINT.
If ample ass improved longevity, Wilt would still be playing.
Asked if Nday would play in the team’s next match, Coach Le Roy said, “No, he Congo.”
“I don’t know what it is, but the beginning of Patriots training camp just rubs me raw.”
If it’s of any comfort, Wilmer. Failed tests have kept people from leaving Queens for generations.
“There are red flags in the NFL?”
They should take notes from a real organization, like the St. Louis Cardinals. They have been boning their hands for more than a century.
“Totally, Tom. I bet the receiver ran the wrong route.”
As lifelong soccer players, it’s not surprising these guys suck at pick-up.
“You know who else isn’t buying it? Greg Howard, because he’s black and probably stole it.”
Allenby should think twice about threatening Mick. He’s got a history of cutting guys, even though the last guy asked for it.
Any woman familiar with a real Buffalo Bill knows the private location is at the bottom of the hole.
High School Baseball Player Has Extremely Complex ‘Bate Routine
But “Shove it!” is how New Yorkers say hello.
For a guy named Fernandez, chirping is a relatively painless interaction with Arizona.
Knowing the Indians, I’m guessing they’re depending more on sheer quantity than per unit profit.
That’s not the first thing in Detroit that’s royally fucked up.
Maybe if the NFL had expressly prohibited in-game mouth pieces, the taxpayers of New Jersey wouldn’t be out $82,000.
“We sincerely apologize for the offensive error in the media guide.”
Zach Johnson isn’t the only one struggling for words today.