The founder of “Fountainhead Sports” who wrote “a long missive” might be a dumb douchebag? Sounds like objective thinking right there.

username checks out.

Smoke some opium, then smoke some tobacco. Then compare the highs. Nicotine is a fucking joke compared to opium. It’s like the difference between gambling on peewee football vs. gambling on the NFL.  You’re gonna go broke either way, but one of them is just pointless.

Whiskey pods are just a realization of “VIP”, from the Doris Day - Rock Hudson movie Lover Come Back. It was stupid in 1961, and doesn’t appear to have gotten any smarter.

The Iron Schilt

My grandmother & her sisters were named Virginia, Tennessee and Georgia. They were born in a log cabin in the Ozarks. No, this is not a Jeff Foxworthy joke.

Watching Harden’s game for the past few years makes me think he has no soul left to sell.

I’m assuming he slammed his dick & balls into the ground pretty hard, which, according to Deadspin’s charter, requires that it be posted here in a mocking fashion. This is really about maintaining constitutional order in these chaotic times.

Nice that he starts Chinese history in the 19th century, implying that there was long-term territorial integrity under a single continuous cultural hegemon prior to that.  Chinese history isn’t quite so compact and pretty.  Hong Kong has changed hands many, many times.

How many stripes do you earn after six weeks? He barely earned his (real, dammit) stirrups.

You mean I shaved my bikini zone for nothing?!

So we should be expecting ghost-written articles now?

She could even be a skilled professional and pre-arranged a change of clothes as well as a private shower elsewhere in the building. The dark outfit she was wearing was perfect for getting drenched and still looking OK. She seemed prepared to do the job.  Reporters have to go where the story is.

Golf Channel junkie here:

Monsters of the Jetway

For a guy who is supposed to be super-smart, I sure see him struggling with basic arithmetic and trigonometry on virtually every fucking shot. Ball ain’t moving, target ain’t moving, ground isn’t moving, and wind isn’t nearly as big of a factor as golfers like to think it is. He should be able to instantly do all the…

Worse to think about:

Two wheeled transport?  Bloody Luxury!  Back in my day we rode unicycles across the Channel everyday to the coal mines where we worked for 22 hours, and we were grateful for it!

It’s pretty popular in the South, hun.

Split the difference and get them a gift from the gift shop of the destination airport.  Who doesn’t need another refrigerator magnet?