You know that unattainable beauty you see at your office every day? She’s an afternoon snack for a pro quarterback, so you can understand why McNair had to beat them off with his prodigious and oft-used member before ending up involved with a delusional club trollop who was looking for a sugar daddy.

Matt Cale knows his presidents.

Little people my ass….

If they’d had MMA in 1776, the world would be a very different place.

Moderation: The Drunk’s Three-Minute Mile.

Casinos fuck their customers over like few other businesses. I think it goes 1) Hookers who drug their customers, then steal their kidneys and leave them in a bathtub full of ice 2) Casinos.

What possible purpose does this serve that outweighs becoming known as the country that ass-rapes people?

Bones hands out some awards to mark the conclusion of the 2008/09 season.

Let me indulge my gambling addiction in peace.

Stop torturing yourself, Shep.