Of course they’ll sign anyone. I mean, if there had been some unsigned protestor who was a somewhat similar QB, stylistically speaking, do you honestly believe the Texans wouldn’t have snapped him up when Deshaun Watson went down, and would’ve instead opted to let a somewhat promising season go down the tubes? Well… Read more
“This is the first Academy Award for The Player’s Tribune.” Read more
Jesus. That’s fucking incredible. I don’t get it. Read more
If he was, he certainly isn’t any more. Read more
How far can you punt a featherweight? Read more
One ended up in Sacramento.
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This kid had been expelled from this very same school, because people reported him to the authorities who had the power to do that. That did not stop him from lawfully purchasing a handgun and an assault rifle and using them to murder at least 17 people inside that very same school. The problem is not that people are… Read more
E-fucking-xactly. Read more
Sorry, this is America, a wretched, failing empire. Healthcare, here, is a privilage not a right, so... mental health care is only for the wealthy. Gun ownership is the basis of True ‘Merican Culture, and no amount of sanity will ever change that. Read more
There’s always THAT person in pretty much all articles like this. Today, that’s you. Congrats. Read more
Forsen’s claim that “I can watch what I say; I cannot watch what my community does” is valid up to a point.
No entertainer can ever be held fully responsible for the actions of one or more members of their audience; people are strange, and they take material meant for entertainment as a foundational/guiding principle… Read more
See you next week, when you actually take the time to make a burner account so you can drop the same shitty hot take on an article you ostensibly didn’t want to read yet still showed up to comment on. Read more
I’m glad that you share similar thoughts on eagles fans being miserable, but I really need to stress to you that I am actively rooting for your team to lose and for you to be so upset about it that you throw up down the front of your jersey. Read more
Well, time to put my money where my mouth is. Read more
It’s better known as Led Zeppelin IV mail. Read more
“I’m certainly not embarrassed by these pants I shit in after a night of heavy drinking. I’m burning them for an entirely different reason.” Read more
The thing about competitive trash-talk is that it comes in “levels.” Those levels are divided into what’s appropriate amongst friends who know each other well enough to be able to accept a barb without taking offense, mixed groups of friends and acquaintances where more care is warranted, groups of strangers where… Read more
