Funny thing about reporters, it’s their job to ask very obvious questions that everyone wants an answer to. It’s sort of their thing. Like as in their actual job.
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Nah, it’s more that people were somehow amused and charmed by the Seattle D’s assholeishness when they were winning the Super Bowl, and, being assholes who were given positive reinforcement, they keep taking their bullshit up a notch.
Sad!
Again, are we sure the Seahawks aren’t just a bunch of assholes?
Hey, leave the Golden Knights out of this!
One problem here: Francesa is talking about the Bulls beating the Utah Jazz in the 1997 NBA Finals, but Karl never coached the Utah Jazz.
I don’t know anything about his other policies, but good for him!
Shel Silverstein is disappointed the gold wasn’t given by the crabtree.
If I haven’t seen it yet, IT’S NEW TO ME!
I got my kids a membership to the aquarium for Christmas, but they’re with their mom and her family for New Years, so I went by myself today.
But seriously, parking lot attendants are up there with tow truck drivers for worst group of people on the planet
On December 31st, Creed announces a full comeback album and follow up tour.
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Today is my last day at this job.
Uh-oh, you messed with Texas.
Don’t call us when you get cancer - no hospitals here. Just witch doctors and divining rods.
As a Windows 10 user who has just been triggered, I’d like to offer you the opportunity to select the time you’d like to fuck yourself. How about 3:00 am?
This better be a Trading Places reference.
Always follow the Orange Juice.
Christ Naps Poor Dingus