Twenty years ago I bought my PSL for the Ravens. After i wrote the check I had $100 in my bank account, but having been brought up on football, and starving for the same, I was all in.
This year I didn’t renew my tickets because I’m sick and motherfucking tired
Christmas is almost here. And I don’t mean that fucking bullshit holiday where I spent a million dollars on gifts and hear my kids say, “Is that all?” on a Christmas morning that is witness to a thudding headache and dry mouth – because the holiday season calls for bourble.
The only car salesman I have ever liked was the one portrayed by Kurt Russell in the 80’s classic “Used Cars.” If you haven’t seen it, go watch it and then come back here. Until you do, consider yourself dead to me.
Seriously, how in fuck have you not watched this
Old people suck. They should be returned to the earth so we can grow tastier carrots and potatoes. Old people are fucking up my neighborhood, and imposing their outdated, cranky views on young couples and their kids.
It started at an HOA meeting – dreadful punch and cookies, not a drop
Football is done in Baltimore for the 2015 season and purple camo wearing fans are circling M&T Bank stadium with pitchforks, torches, and lukewarm cans of Natty Boh Ice. (Perfect for smoothing things out when the meth is wearing off and your monthly check is on its way and there’s no booger sugar