So in other words, he’s pretty much useless in the real world.
And he’s apparently fine with it.
In New York, it’s tourist season—which we really wish was handled like deer season.
First job out of college was at a medical library. If you ever want to drop a lot of weight really quickly, check out forensic and plastic surgery journals. Especially just before lunchtime.
Biles is still a black woman, but that’s not supposed to be Biles. It’s supposed to be a generic representation of the gazillion of gymnasts who would try to copy her if the “new event” really was a thing.
And as an aside, am I the only one bothered by using women’s first names but men’s last names? Why is it Nadal, Federer, and Djokovic, and Serena?
It’s too bad there’s no private message function on this thing. PFM also had a bit about Brady “coaching” Tim Tebow that was sophomoric, incredibly juvenile, and therefore hilarious.
The late, highly lamented Pro Football Mock ran a piece where Gisele finds out that Tom is cheating on her—with half a dozen different women—and declares, “I swear, if I didn’t make, like, ten times your salary, I’d divorce your ass!”
(she does, however, decide to make a booty call to Eli Manning)
Loved Brady’s response when he saw Ed Reed, though: “They brought you here???? They know you’re my kryptonite!”
Oh? Have you seen the next day’s strip?