Honorable Mention: IHOp/b. Trying to get into the burger game? No one cares. Stick to breakfast. No one's comin' to you for burgers. Gimme some damned pancakes! We shall now rename you: IKnob.
Recently, it was Vaughnster vs. The Checkpoint. The checkpoint won.
When law enforcement asks you to exit the vehicle, just do it. Otherwise, you face obstruction charges on top of your DUI infraction. Plus, refusing never works.
F.Y.I. Your behavior is not "money."
"... suicide is the most selfish act a human can execute. Those of us that knew you are shocked and angry and angry and angry selfishly angry, for what you just did to us. Millions I should think. At least as million people like me who imagine they know you. Some imagine they know you even well."
Of course, the comments section blew up. To which Val responded:
"I believe that Love can heal. It is not that I believe because he had an illness it was up to him to be solely responsible. You I am sorry to say, didn't read what I wrote very carefully."
Here's a thought: instead of trying to look like a deep-thinker and vomiting a truckload of obnoxious prose, just say that you feel that this man's death was selfish because he robbed his fandom the pleasure of taking journeys with him. Not that that would've sounded any better.
From now on, scribble your thoughts down in your Hello Kitty diary.
"After visiting Canton earlier this year, I came to the realization that I wish to celebrate what will be one of the most memorable days of my life, elsewhere."
One sports-type has his own theory about the snub:
"Maybe he was worried that he would become forgotten after the induction ceremony. This way, he gets his gold jacket, but still be remembered as the guy who told the hall to go stuff it."
But B.O. is going to have his celebration later. Perhaps he's afraid of having to write a speech; show some humility; share the spotlight with those that supported him....
Not every person who plays a pro sport gets into any hall of fame. Not sorry that Canton, Ohio, isn't good enough for your sh*t show. Hopefully, the hall will mail you your jacket and not publicly unveil the bust in your likeness, because why should you be honored when you have no respect for your fans, nor the hall where truly great athletes are enshrined.
Here's a new game for you to play: Hide-n-Go-F*ck-Yourself.