Hey, while Deadspin is buggy, do you need a place to talk about your cat's latest fungal infection, some sweet barbecue recipe involving sriracha, or why you don't have that star you totally deserve? Well, good luck, but please don't bring that shit here. Why don't you try some culture on for a change, you goddamned Philistines?
Since DUAN blows tonight, why not pop-in here and read three comments?
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Commenter who is most upset you cannot 'heart' your own profile: RAYSISM
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DeleteHey, did you guys read that thread Steve_U started about video games?
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Good thing this blog has the word verification for commenting. It'll prevent the computer program that generates Raysism's jokes from spreading it's aids over here.
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DeleteYou wont believe this, but the other night, after Improv In The Round, my buddy Keith and I went to the neighborhood pub. We were totally gonna get a table, but we saw these two girls at the bar, so we got the table. My boy Keith orders potato skins and a Corona. I too order a Corona, but to switch it up a bit, request a pound of wings, honey garlic of course. In a joking manner, I suggest to our waitress Becky that I only want the wings, skip the knobs. I'm pretty sure she muffled the word faggot under her breath. Anyways, we dust off the beers and appys, followed by a round of B-Down Golf Carts and two more Coronies. Things are dope. You we're buzzing from the beers and the thrill of an awesome-ass improv session, so I approach this girl. Her name was Suzie. Actually, I just went home and masturbated to that episode of Red Shoe Diaries where Tasha Yar from Star Trek:TNG gets naked.
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Delete"Phintastic made me laugh once, anything is possibbbbbllll!!!!"
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