(Pathetic request to be ungreyed)

You damn SJWs conveniently ignore the fact Schiano knows more about how to staph a locker room than you ever will.

Do you know, I just finished reading Rousseau’s A Social Contract — in the original French, of course

Sounds like Kevin Dineen in a shopping mall.

It’s not you so much as the 13 stars. Who are these people endorsing the view, “Damn you reporter, why won’t you kowtow to your corporate masters?”

Just like the dude blocking him in the photo!

through her actions, omissions, and course of conduct.

Damn you post-C64 (and 2600) kids! Where’s the love for

Ah bless: every time I go to Funspot in Hampton, NH I make sure to reclaim the high score on Rolling Thunder. Sure the machines are so old they soil themselves and reboot weekly, but that just makes it easy to get the high score. Which keeps me coming back.

Man I really liked that game. It was all a single mechanic that later became part of zillions of games (Gears of War) but it was a lot of fun. Plus the Big Company my wife worked for at the time had a sales program called “Win Back” that made me giggle like crazy because of the game.

Where does that leave me as an Everton fan? Sex with an aging, no longer-famous porn star?

Same, as a former busboy I am hard-wired to leave the table in a sensible way when we’re getting up rather than leaving a bunch of unstacked plates at the far end of a booth or in an inconvenient location on a table.

Newcastle-on-equine

There’s this little bit of hope left in me that thinks you’re a kind of funny AI that hasn’t learned to hate humans completely yet.

I was trying to imagine anyone having that discussion and then realized I bother people with the story of Matt Young’s no-hitter on at least an annual basis.

For some reason (other than it being great)I’ve been listening to this on a weekly basis recently:

It gets worse: that pin is a 9.

I feel like Drew can skip the Why Your Team Sucks for the Raiders next year and just link to the responses in here.

“. . . beat us off.”

Milford men? What the hell is that? What is your motto here? “Boys, inform on your classmates, save your hide. Anything short of that, we’re gonna burn you at the stake”? Well, gentlemen, when the shit hits the fan, some guys run and some guys stay.