Monday morning I was sitting in the sauna sweating out my Labor Day Weekend when I started to think about three things:
- Why doesn’t Kieran Culkin get more credit for being a funny little shit and why aren’t more writers creating characters with him in mind? He’s been a funny little shit since his “Fuller wets the bed” days.
- Why isn’t there a Backyard Football app for my phone that allows me to play with Kenny Kawaguchi or Pablo Sanchez when I want to pass some time? Is Humongous Entertainment even still a thing?