Uhhhh, I beg to differ... Who the fuck would NOT want to be called something sweet, like “The Birkenstock Bandit”, or “TapOut Tshirt Thief”, “Little Hands Looter”... Cmon... gotta have some sizzle if you’z gonna make a career out of it.

Manny Pacquiao approves of this terrible performance.

I tried to do that to Hope Solo once... Once. I don’t want to talk about it.

I made it 44 seconds and the originality factor made me stop. Again, terrible.

God damn it.

Fuck, I hate this and love it. I hate it more. - Raiders fan.

I need a triangle choke from her.

I just lost my shit at work...literally and, well just literally.

Call me a purist, but that ain’t no gif.

Should have worn my sarcastic socks today. Guess nobody else did either. Bravo.

You know what works better? Not having a nasty pet to shed all over thy dwelling.

Hows about the “Non Interview” interview. My last name being of spanish decent is the culprit here. Guy comes out, looks around, looks at the resume, looks around. Closes door. I sit and wait. A hour later I just left. The guy calls me and asks me where I am. I said I was sitting in the lobby. He says “Noriega?, the…

I once had the Sam Adams Cherry Wheat over a Chocolate Pretzel Stout (can’t remember by whom), but t’was amazing.... I think it made my fuzzy plums tighten up.

Can anyone decipher what she is mouthing?

Ditto.

As a Raiders fan, I have to admit, seeing jokes like this makes my heart shine.

Wait, are tips required now regardless of quality of service?

Too bad such an amazing personality and national treasure had to be associated with such a dick hole of a team.

For as much as I hate him, I like him.

Mayweather reminds me of that cousin we all have... wants to fight, and we you step up, he just kind of punches you in the dick then runs away. I hate you Ryan...fucker.