It’s called blame shifting. Also, gas lighting. It’s a total mindfuck. Audit’s what most cheaters do: ‘If only you were X,Y,Z or did/provided X,Y,Z I wouldn’t have cheated.’ Well, only one person is usually cheating and if that person actually relayed their needs to their partner then the betrayed partner could, if…

Yup, fuck that guy and the friends who questioned you.

If your partner already fears the worst, fess up. You’ll cause them way more psychological anguish by denying that it happened. There’s nothing more tormenting that knowing something in your gut, but having your lover repeatedly deny it.

Dealt with this recently.

Secret-keeping proponents counter that confessing only serves to lessen your guilt by putting the weight on your partner’s shoulders—it’s selfish in a different kind of way.

Speaking of sixth senses, toward the end of a 5-year run, we had been having tons of trouble. I never suspected she was cheating—until one night I was lying awake in bed. First, I couldn’t stop obsessing over her inability to replace the fucking TP when she used the last of the roll. A half-hour later, I was positive…

I’m no Chelsea fan, but I’m certainly looking forward to Barcelona beating the brakes off of Arsenal next week.

that’s the most millenial hipster shit i have ever heard

We might not get to see Totteringham Day this year.

As a Hammers fan who hates both Arsenal and Spurs with rabid passion, I can only hope they draw their way out and Leicester triumphs, bloody, battered and with a gaggle of Thai hookers.

“Not only is it needlessly risky to give an opponent with an assortment of talls and leapers a free kick just a couple cuts of grass high and towards the far edge of the penalty area, but doing so when the man tasked with sending in the ensuing cross is Mesut Özil—the best playmaker in England, who lives to stand over…

LC played 40 minutes down a player and would have left with a draw if it wasn’t for another boneheaded mistake. Arsenal needed two colossal fuck-ups by their opponent to capture the three points. I think that glass slipper is still as pristine as it was just a week ago. Plus, this is Arsenal we’re talking about.…

“For as close as Leicester kept it yesterday, and as close as they are still keeping it in the league—the Foxes do still sit atop the table—”

LOVE this bit!!

No. I’m not going to yell at you but I am going to disagree with your claim that rugby is a ‘diagonal’ sport. That’s simply not true. There are kickoffs, just like in football. Backs line up 10 meters apart from each other over and over again during the course of a game and close in at full speed to make tackles,…

That’s bullshit. Rugby Union is a free-flowing, head-to-head, full-contact game. Rugby League, another head-to-head contact sport, actually has a system similar to “downs” where a team has a certain number of attempts to get down the field before having to turn the ball over.

Punches thrown: A lot

I’m a grown man who sleeps with a fitted sheet and a comforter, no other sheet. What the hell good does the other sheet do besides stick to me when I try to roll over if I’m sweaty and make for another sheet to wash/put back on the bed?

Zinidine is probably one of the few global stars of the round ball who could play a little rugby without looking like a girl. Him and that nasty little Italian fella Gennaro Gattuso. Maybe one or two others. The rest are obviously pussies.

Dumb is unnecessary. If we were smart, we probably wouldn’t play rugby.