“I’m Ron Burgundy?”
“I’m Ron Burgundy?”
#BoycottNASCAR. That’s how this works, right?
As of 3 p.m., Curt is still waaay too smart to fall for this #FakeNews.
My first thought when I saw the name of the blog.
March of the Penguins 2: The Unjollying
I like that he spends a full minute on this topic and then closes with, “anyway, who cares?” You! You care, you vain out-of-touch pile of overbronzed skin cells! Fuck!
Early Wynn: great pitcher’s name or greatest pitcher’s name?
Unfortunately, the middle innings are inexplicably turned over to Jim Rosenhaus, who is, literally, the anti-Hammy. He’s who I put on if I’m having trouble getting my kid to sleep.
Have any of you ever looked at Scott Adams’ (the Dilbert guy) Twitter feed (@ScottAdamsSays) or blog? I felt like I was having a stroke the first time I read his “thoughts.”
My Little Porny.
I’m all for #MACtion, but I don’t understand how, if the call at the end of the CMU game was OBVIOUSLY wrong, and Central should not have been awarded a final play, why can’t that last play simply be wiped out and the game retroactively be declared over after OK State’s intentional grounding? I mean, there’s no gray…
Gregg Easterbrook has never been so conflicted.
Came here for Rudi Johnson. Was not disappointed.
Nice to see the Panthers using their slogan to pay homage to former team member Greg Hardy.
Is there a less fitting name than DJ Qualls? Every time I read or hear it, I immediately think it’s some dope homeboy spinning records on Beyoncé’s tour. Then I remember, “Oh yeah, it’s the geek with the big ears from Road Trip.” Do us all a favor and go by Donald, spaz!
Well, that just stinks for him. What a foul way to end his Olympic experience.
This is excellent advice ... for anyone under 30.
https://skinnysmith.wordpress.com/2016/08/08/my-… Used Band-Aids at a public pool are, literally, the grossest thing I can possibly encounter. They're like suburban kryptonite.