Chef: MY MOM
As a gentleman who weighs 224 pounds and has only ever been “not really fat” AT BEST in his life, I say unto you: fuck off, sir. Fuck off good and hard.
As long as all of the punches were thrown underhand, no rules were broken.
“I also wish to thank the USMNT, which has provided crucial assistance in achieving my goal of not seeing anything American at this World Cup.”
Let me know what you hit 314,159 miles with 265.3 on Trip A.
Stewardess: Can I have your attention please, the plane’s engine is on fire, and both the pilot and co-pilot are unconscious. Is there anybody on board who can fly and land this plane safely?
The Uruguayans are just happy the Saudi Team is Alive.
Argentina still can’t beat an island of fishermen & farmers.
Eau de humanity
Amann looks like the type of guy a woman would find on a dating website that wants her to meet his kids way too soon so they can tell mommy that dad is dating someone.
“I don’t do crack.”
No, not you Buffalo. Go home. You’re drunk.
Amazon. But check it out in person at Best Buy first.
It already existed in wrestling. Called the Canadian Destroyer.
In the business we call that a botch
If this keeps up, people will begin to suspect that NASCAR fans are not as cultured and sophisticated as we have been led to believe.