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Which guy in the photo you posted is Tom Welling? Many, many years have passed; I don't recognize him, today.

Joe’s not only rotten at his day job. He’s one of the worst wrestling announcers ever to do it.

I'm a big wrestling fan but I know very little about the modern metal scene.

How big was Andy Williams in music circles?

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Old man here, age 61. Although I enjoy good company, I find that it’s very difficult to find people who I can have an intelligent conversation with on most topics. Most of the time I find myself thinking circles around most people and in huge disagreement with them. I won’t bother engaging them because it’s futile. Young people are insufferable these days. It’s impossible to have any sort of conversation with them. They have no sense of humor and take everything literally. Everything offends them. I’m 13 months from retiring and I’m the oldest guy in my office. The young people are morons.

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This sounds like inner-monologue narration if they make an American Psycho sequel where Patrick Bateman eats his meals standing over the kitchen sink. :-)

And in this same forum, you’ll see posts complaining about folks coming onto campus from the hood and ruining the game day experience. That’s a bit hypocritical. What’s trashier than singing about sucking dick in what’s supposed to be a family environment?

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A Saints player turned wrestler.

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If you're familiar with "Mr. Wonderful" Paul Orndorff, he fits that description.

I always dug seeing all those different helmets on the field at once; it was like staring down into a lunch box filled with the little plastic helmets I used to get for a quarter a piece out of the machines at the grocery store.

What was really neat was seeing the terribly mismatched colors, like the Eagles' green helmets paired with the blue NFC jerseys or the Bengals' orange helmet matched with a red AFC jersey. A feast for the eyes...

Ernie "The Cat" Ladd.

I’ve only eaten horse once, because at the time I was SO hungry…

I don’t recall the network, but I’ve watched MLB games this season where they aired ads between batters.

NASCAR runs ads over the top of the final laps of stages, now.

It’s all too much; I’ve tuned out.

A woman who works in my office has begun to put her vocal fry into her emails.

“Heeyyyyy…”

That’s just too much.