This news just gave Jon Hamm a majestic scarfboner.
This news just gave Jon Hamm a majestic scarfboner.
I recommend reading the Texas Monthly article, which is thorough and horrifying. There were many injuries on the Verukt prior to the fatality. Schliterbahn took great efforts to keep both its medical staff and the victims quiet about these injuries, going so far as to send personnel to the victims’ homes to do so. …
I’m posting this video here for further research on the subject, for the uninitiated.
“I got married on September 15th, 2019. The next morning, we held a game-watch party at one of the restaurants in our hotel. I was surrounded by friends and family and my new bride. Food was everywhere. Drinks were flowing. It was the AFCCG rematch. I had $200 on JAX. I was going on precisely zero hours sleep, but…
Just want to put it out there, the chili peeps scene makes me happy just thinking about it. Thank you, Mr. Harper.
How about Root in Get Out? He can even do a blind, terrifying body thief! In conclusion, Stephen Root is indeed the best.
Daryl Kile died in his hotel room of a heart attack. He was 33.
He can eat an entire bag of shit. Watching him watch the Bruins collapse in a flaming pile is nice, but the indignity of being lightly grazed by a towel is a nice additional touch.
Catchy! Fun! Vaguely reminiscent of the Exploding Hearts, except the songs aren’t all about sniffing glue.
Mmmm more Imo’s for me.
The guy at the very end who confusedly wanders into the newscast drinking two Buds at once? That was delightful.
This has to be a parody, right? Right.
40 years a Blues fan here, and I feel like I’m still waiting for Yzerman and/or Federov to kill our season, and for an evil GM to trade away Tarasenko and Parayko for a defenseman “prospect” (or get penalized for tampering).
Mmm the tears of unfathomable sadness! So yummy!
Speaking as someone who has watched every episode of this show, I have no intention of watching the “musicale finale.”
It gets harder to enjoy the NFL product by the year.
Inject that shit directly into my veins.
It’s a great sport and great series. Maybe try watching and rooting for the underdog team that had never, before last night’s OT win, won a single game in the Stanley Cup finals history and plays a cheesy discopop hit after every win.
Great article, but it left out one important detail, which is fuck Mike Keenan.
+2 Ted Drewes concretes with a toasted ravioli floater.