Holy shit, I had no idea he even played in Washington. There’s no joke here.

I had no idea it was possible to eat chicken so hard that the inside of your ears sweat.

Oh, man. Wait until someone tells you about Landry Jones.

Presented without comment, I’d have just assumed this was normal crossfitter interaction in the wild.

This is peak faux outrage, for me at least. Patrick McStereotype isn’t looking up from the middle pixel in his S and frowning.

The best part of whole foods is observing and judging other shoppers. Will they at least take pictures to show me?

I have it, and I love it. Relying on you phone is the best way to do it, as I know I’d definitely not pay for data service with a separate SIM in the car. It’s obviously not S9 fast, but it’s amazing for navigation and music, and google assistant handles SMS better than any built in solution. 

How difficult was it to lock the car and take the keys with you? Seems it would trigger from, you know, walking.

So Android Auto?

0:22, when they’ve been separated and he charges at her, with his fists balled at his hips, is the most horrifying part of this. That’s a rage stance, not a defensive stance.

It says you appreciate actual excellent things while also acknowledging OMG UNCLE STEVEN IS BACK FROM THREE WEEKS IN OHIO is mildly overproduced and dead horsed.

Imagine facing a guy that can throw in the 90s and has absolutely no idea where it’s going. This trend will end as soon as someone drills Tom Brady in the head.

I mean sure, he’s not exactly playing against the Warriors. Counterpoint: His teammates are a bunch of guys willing to play on “Team Fredette” with a captain named Jimmer.

Easiest case ever. Just arrest everybody that’s not a cop or prison guard driving these things.

Chapter? I feel like we’re deep into the epilogue by now.

I mean, if refusing to make up a story to cover for him when he wasn’t talking to anybody himself is publicly shaming, sure. Pop bent over backwards over and over again to protect him.

The review was based on Oakland’s claim that the Astros never declared “no pegging”. However, everybody knows it’s always no pegging at Jeff’s house, so even if they didn’t say it, everybody knew the rule. Play upheld.

Define “us”.

Please let him be a September call up so we can watch him try to catch major league line drives.

This is the best and only valid argument against replay.