Crap Throwing Monkey

Screw the book. Wait for the movie.

Darin?

Count your blessings. It beats a bizzare conversation some half assed jazz singer might have with a seriously drunk Eskimo in a tight, black dress.

They're threatening to shut down the entire city for an extended period of time. Sounds like they've passed the terrorism final exam.

All I really got out of that is "The NAACP is out of touch with reality". What a shocker.

No, actually...I'd never seen that post before. I just had cause to be reading up on the literature on bipolar disorder recently, and the numbers stuck in my head.

It's also possible that Moulds went to Mularkey and said "If I'm playing, I want Holcomb in." And Mularkey, with a history of caving, put in Holcomb.

Bull. You've got to be making that up. Please?

Can you name one joke that isn't insulting to someone? Cruelty is typically the essence of humor. In as much as that was "humor" - I didn't find it very funny either. But to be offended by it? Grow a spine, man...

Yeah...but you look up to me. Admit it.

I'm not sure I like the idea...but I heard he was seen at Buffalo Airport today...

Don't kid yourself. They're not that organized.

In theory, that's how it should work. In practice, I've never seen an organization that works that way.

But it's fascinating that you read "know-it-all midgets with no math or spelling skills" and automatically think of yourself.

What, he's harrassed by know-it-all midgets with no math or spelling skills too?

I don't know about SO2, but methane's got to be pretty low, judging by the atmosphere and oceans on Titan. The condensation point is WELL below zero, even at one atmosphere. At any rate, you're not going to see methane condensation in normal terrestrial conditions...otherwise, you'd see methane condensation in swamps in cold weather. I'm willing to bet the same applies to SO2. Which means that the real question is: what is the water vapor content of a fart? And even though I said "vapor"...let the obvious jokes commence.

Not for the crowd. The coaches will have their usual game-time keg, though.

Loose woven wool or polyester, typically. Try breathing through a cotton t-shirt and denim and see what happens. Plus, like whoever else said...the moisture content in your breath is different than the essence of last night's baked beans.

Bingo. Plus the fact that you usually pass gas through several layers of cloth. (Usually...there are some people who prance around naked in sub-zero weather, I'm sure. They'd be the ones to ask.) My God...I'm actually contributing to this answer. What the hell's wrong with me?

Why? He knows what conference San Diego's in. Isn't that enough?

Kick back and watch the games while Peyton manages the offense? He should...only things he's missing are a six-pack and a recliner.

They're not an Italian band living in Canada, are they?

A Peyton Manning calling his own plays at the line, too. My understanding of Moore's game-day job is that it's pretty much saying "Good job, Peyton! Go get 'em, Peyton! Attaboy, Peyton!"

It's funny...because it shows the complete disarray of this team. I could cry...

The Jets are $40M over the cap next year...and 3-10 THIS year? Ouch...