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TypicalJerk
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HEY YO!!!
Story Time!!! Indianapolis, Indiana. December 24th, 2009. My Father and Jehovah Witness/Only-5-Years-Older-Than-Me-Step-Mother's house. Multiple inches of snow and ice.
I don't believe for a second that the lady on the left hasn't smoked weed before. Look at her! She took that shit over and totally owned it!
Is she single?
Fucking Yes!!! +62
Fuck all the hate. This guy is the best comedian in the NBA and it's not even close!
My brother missed it as well. I jumped up screaming and he thought we did something. I said, "Nope. Gary Harris just killed two of our guys. It's the only thing that's happened this game worth screaming about." He understood and went immediately back to Instatwit. Why did we buy these season tickets again? Going to be…
Hahahahahahaha...oh wait...I'm a Pacers fan.
A little. I understand your sentiment, but honestly, injuries have and always will be a part of sports. Horrific injuries have been happening for a long time. I'll never forget Willis McGahee and The Flamingoed Knee back in 2002. That was so nasty. I wish these things didn't happen as much as the next person, but when…
GODDAMNED YESSSSS!!!!
What about Leno back there with the headset? He seems fully invested.
I agree. My brother just flipped his lid when I said AD was already the second best in the league. KD blah, blah, blah. If I had the 2nd pick right now in a fantasy draft(I mean actual players, actual construction of a team) I'm taking AD, no question. That stat line up there is fucking out of control. I know KD…
I firmy believe he is the second best already. Two years from now, he'll be the best overall. Baring a catostrpohic injury, I don't see any way this doesn't happen.
I wish it weren't, but it is.
I is!
When smartphones strike!
I don't say this often, but The Lake Show needs to when their next game no question about it. Pray, send good vibes, perform ritualistc dance, create smoke signals, pour one out, whatever you may do, just do it. Losing a parent, especially in this manner, is the worst.
That's exactly what I said. A guy yelled he thought he was dead and I was like, "Whaaaaaat?!? Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope." I left. Walked home. Called my mom. Watched Winnie-the-Pooh. Had about 30 cigs. Smoked a lot of weed. I did, however, go back the next day to pay, that was super creepy, and incredibly…