Huh, I would’ve thought the saddest story involving miscarriages would’ve come from the Giants’ run game.

Yes yes, lets all feel sorry for the guy who gets paid $30mil/year who gets to go home and seek solace in the ample bosom of Kate Upton. My heart really goes out to him. /s

hm, looks like this article has reached the Facebook group for snitches and stooges

Nope, it’s pretty much all whining and screaming.

Ok, have fun with your boring, lonely life in the woods. I’ll stick with the advances of modern technology and the rest of society, and I’ll continue to be fine with Alexa hearing me chat about PUBG with my friends online.

anyone who has ever lived or worked near a pond can already vouch for the fact that ALL geese are assholes.

The cab companies could have accepted Uber into their fold years ago at this point. Instead they played right into their hands by arguing against Uber’s very existence. Only until after they lost that battle did they start whining about Uber not being held to the same requirements and standards that they actively kept…

I wish there could be some realistic middle ground that accepts they fuck up regularly yet still lauds and enjoys their products. No it has to be polarizing and contentious.

That would be the wrong way.

The dumbest take.

nit-picking douche.

I wasn’t thinking it.

Dwight is portrayed with sympathy as the show progresses but he’s still the epitome of the kiss-ass power nerd that makes “bullying” him next to impossible.

Him dating Karen while still in love with Pam is a very realistic flaw.

I hope your trailer burns to the ground with your children inside of it.

That was the first guy. This kid is from Malden and probably got off at Haymarket

THEN LOVE ME

Because I’m not afraid to let people in

And in an emergency where the entire bench comes down with the stomach flu simultaneously, the manager will be happy you brought your glove so you can play for the team.

He’s not crying over the ball. He’s crying because he just realized his Dad is a failure, a loser. He’ll never look at the world the same way again. Just like my son did the first time he found me passed out, naked and drunk on the front lawn. Welcome to the real world kid.