Kenneled.
Kenneled.
Stars?? I deserve to be un-greyed for bringing this magical gif to the public’s attention.
Proof of Kinja concept here.
Wow ...
I don’t care how much money I had, I’d never live here. I mean WTF, it would take 20 minutes to park the car, toss the keys on the counter, look in the fridge for a drink or snack and go take a shit in your private bathroom. It would be cool at first, but imagine how fucking annoying it gets after a while.
Cam Newton is a dancy God.
......I’ll be in my bunk.
“And whole grains: brown rice, quinoa, millet, beans.”
My husband cannot throw the ball and fetch the ball.
Takes a big man to laugh at his own Floridian slip.
So the man whom we celebrate, and with good reason, has grabbed a jersey. Congratulations would be in order if he had been man enough to marry the jersey’s hand-stitcher and make a home. This happy occasion is blighted when Cam, whose own parents were married, skips the very basis of being a good jersey-grabber.
I love picturing Eli saying verbatim, “He def didn’t fail these players.”
Eli Manning wanted to throw him a going-away party, but it wound up wobbling about six yards out of bounds.
Seems like a fitting end to his time there. The last coach to take the Giants to the Super Bowl also left as a Fassel.
I agree. I honestly think the best thing we can do is ridicule the shit out of these cowards, while waiting patiently for them to get bored and leave looking like the dipshits they are.