A child in a third-world country will be eternally grateful to have this arm after the Super Bowl.
Holy shit, that's tremendous.
(And FWIW, PolkPanther's, "now I've gotta update the flowchart" comment was fucking GOLD.)
"PICTURED: While working as an air traffic controller, McQueary stumbled upon the wreckage of a plane crash. He ran home, told his dad, and hid under a blanket. The FAA determined the crash was caused by the pilot leaving the controls to touch a 10-year old boy." AP, Getty Images
I don't trust breaking news unless it's broken by someone who:
a. starts said breaking news with, "I'm not going to say this is more than a rumor,"
b. is a hacky sports talk host whose journalistic experience is mostly a wrestling dirt sheet, or
c. was on Vince Russo-era WCW Monday Nitro.
Oh shit, you guys. I'm pretty sure it's all true.
a. starts said breaking news with, "I'm not going to say this is more than a rumor,"
b. is a hacky sports talk host whose journalistic experience is mostly a wrestling dirt sheet, or
c. was on Vince Russo-era WCW Monday Nitro.
Oh shit, you guys. I'm pretty sure it's all true.
Wow. That was terrific. Hey, wait a minute...great hook, strong bridge, powerful words, slight return, left audience wanting more...are you Jimi Hendrix?
"Never mind that a grand jury found the facts - including Paterno's statement that he was aware that "something of a sexual nature" took place between Sandusky and a 10-year old NINE YEARS AGO - sufficient enough to indict people, you guys. The Board says there's more to the story!"
Clearly, the words of a bunch of guys who allowed a pederast and an AD who buried the story to remain on campus for several years are beyond reproach.
Clearly, the words of a bunch of guys who allowed a pederast and an AD who buried the story to remain on campus for several years are beyond reproach.
Step 1: Take your head out of your ass.
Step 2: There is no step 2.
Step 2: There is no step 2.
Lenny didn't plead guilty to anything ... he gets to go home.
Unfortunately, when he got there, Lenny found another homeless guy sleeping on his bench.
Unfortunately, when he got there, Lenny found another homeless guy sleeping on his bench.
Ribs. From start to finish, I'll spend something like 6 hours to prepare and smoke a proper rack of ribs, and it's worth every goddamn second.
If there's one thing you don't want to fuck up, it's your relationship with your future wife's parents. It's worth the effort. I took Mrs. Q's dad to lunch and bought him a steak, then asked him at the end of the meal. He gave me the green light, and I remain well-liked in the house of in-law to this day.
1) Name of the person you lost your virginty to: Didn't catch her name, but I snapped this picture right before she stole my wallet and the copy of Circus magazine on my nightstand: [www.huffingtonpost.com]
2) Favorite athlete: Takeryu Kobayashi
3) Favorite retired athlete: "The Million Dollar Man" Ted DiBiase
4) Favorite dead athlete: Ted Williams
5) Favorite team: New Orleans Saints
6) Favorite sport: Baseball
7) Favorite Beer: Abita Turbodog
8) COTY nominee: I will continue nominating Sarah Silverman ever year until she wins.
9) Favorite Deadspin avatar: Doyle McPoyle
10) Commenter that first made you feel welcome: Gourmet Spud is the first person I ever remember replying to one of my comments, so I'll go with him.
2) Favorite athlete: Takeryu Kobayashi
3) Favorite retired athlete: "The Million Dollar Man" Ted DiBiase
4) Favorite dead athlete: Ted Williams
5) Favorite team: New Orleans Saints
6) Favorite sport: Baseball
7) Favorite Beer: Abita Turbodog
8) COTY nominee: I will continue nominating Sarah Silverman ever year until she wins.
9) Favorite Deadspin avatar: Doyle McPoyle
10) Commenter that first made you feel welcome: Gourmet Spud is the first person I ever remember replying to one of my comments, so I'll go with him.
I was also lucky enough to have been at that show. That was after the Meters finished their set at the other end of City Park, loaded their gear onto a flatbed truck, and drove it across the park to play RHCP's encore. Social Distortion played that day, too. That day was one of my favorite days ever as a music fan and New Orleanian.
Listened to that album start to finish on the way to work this morning. Had to do it again on the way home. Never gets old.
Old-school? Oh yes. Awesome? Fuck yes.
I could pick just about any Minutemen song, but this one seems appropriate since it pretty much sums up how I've felt living in Miami the past year.
"Hey, whose packet is this that just says 'Hug' a bunch of times?"
Despite "concentrating reeeeeeal hard," Roger Clemens was sadly unable to frost his tips with his mind before walking into the courthouse.
"This is what happens when you taunt men who have the ability to launch a frozen rubber projectile with incredible speed at the breakable surface you believe is protecting your heckling behind."
I swear to Christ the overdubbing on the basic cable version of The Big Lebowski gets worse every time I watch it.
I swear to Christ the overdubbing on the basic cable version of The Big Lebowski gets worse every time I watch it.
I got approved by Pete Gaines, sometime shortly after he inherited combudsman duties from Iracane. I don't recall the joke. The earliest joke I remember writing here was something about Adam Walsh in a post about Notre Dame. Maybe it was that one.
A few months later, I woke up in a bathtub full of ice with a kidney missing and a note on the mirror that said, "Call 911. Also, congrats on the star." I have no idea who was responsible.
A few months later, I woke up in a bathtub full of ice with a kidney missing and a note on the mirror that said, "Call 911. Also, congrats on the star." I have no idea who was responsible.
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