I am heartily sick of U.S. McDonalds because I have a four-year-old son who wants to eat there every two days. But some of the food they serve overseas sounds kind of interesting. Especially fries with gravy and cheese.
And the owner of the aforementioned blog was kind enough to indulge my question “where the hell does the McRib go?” and led me to research the McRib (which I don’t even like), which led me to this hilarious ode to the compressed meat product in a bun.
I live in Charlottesville and loved watching Matt Schaub when he was a Virginia Cavalier, so I choose to enjoy this story of his leadership abilities in the highly unpopular “unironic context”.
I’m sorry, but I could totally see Joe Buck hanging out with the Gimp. Wouldn’t even phase me. If he’d only wear the ballgag during extra-innings telecasts, we’d all feel better.
I don’t know why, but I find this minor league mascot’s costume to be absolutely terrifying. But hey, what the hell, it’s New Jersey.
You think NFL minicamp is a sweaty, exhausting Hell for rookies? Naw – it’s all photo shoots and personal appearances.
Can you believe we have to remind adults not to blow out the arms of 12-year-olds?
Pacifist Viking points out that the line between blogger and columnist is getting really blurry. A point I agree fully on.
I am still cringing after viewing this video. And, in typical understated British style, the announcer only says “ouch”.
Oooh! Babes Love Baseball are breaking out the rookie cards, and starting a tournament. go vote!
Our buddy Ted Bauer goes once ’round the Wikipedia with Cole Hamels.