You know you’ve really made it when the local little league is sponsoring you and not vice versa.

This is all probably true. My parents said it’s a good idea to avoid riding the brakes. They said only cops used two feet for accelerator and brakes.

Was this a graduate program in borderline impolite stories of uneventful tedium?

Its really great to see him smile and having so much fun!

Forgive my ignorance about hockey (I live in South America... ahem.. Argentina in fact), but is this some hockey player crushing another NHL hockey player that happens to have the name Justin Bieber? Or is this actually the little harem pants wearing, basketball stylist, internationally known ... umm.. “vocalist”…

Hot take.

I was 18 years old on the express train one morning in the late 90's on my hour plus long commute to school from the Bronx to Brooklyn. Around 125th St I got this feeling...that’s just a little gas i thought. 86th St - hmm, I’m gonna have to poop when I get to school. 59th St - I’m gonna shit on this crowded train.…

I’m not a doctor but sure why not.

Well look at the man with the golden fuckin’ sphincter over here guys.

Aw fuck...welp, guess ill be playing fallout games for the rest of my fucking life then.

I’m biased, but I think Pittsburgh’s comprehensive color scheme puts them at the head of the class. Penguins jerseys are definitely the weakest.

Looks like the Sixers finally figured out a way to have the product they put out on the court actually sell tickets.

+1 for the Neuromancer reference!

I would accept a sky the color of a TV, tuned to a dead Channel.

Truth. I involuntarily recoiled when I saw the title pic. All of them. I played all of the Sierra games and loved them all. I had this crappy old “joystick” with a red button that I think I ditched for a keyboard whenever these stair/cliff scenes popped up.

Codename: Iceman.

Awww c’mon....

I mainly hang out on Deadspin, and I have no opinions on brown diesel whateverthefucks so that probably explains it.

The ones I lined out in the list were one particularly dilapidated 1974 Dodge Dart...in about 1997 or so....

I did state safety inspections for about ten years. Just when I’d think I’d seen it all, something new would come through my bay. I’ve seen brakes that had been driven so long without lining that the pad backing plate was gone, and the caliper piston had chewed through the disc to the cooling vanes...one guy tried to…