Several readers have demanded the right to subject their peers to Leather Oaks' seasonal greeting cards, which involve hirsute septuagenarian Harold modeling festive outfits. Given that it's the holidays and all, I've granted their wish. Sure, many of you already have visions of Fetish Santa scorched into your brain, but if just one reader who hasn't already been traumatized by this site decides to visit, they'll discover the true meaning of Awful Link Christmas.
Simply put, if I had Johnny Manziel’s physical gifts, you better believe I would be there in the Weight Room, getting to bed early, doing whatever I had to do to be the best possible athlete I could be. I wouldn't be posting on social media about sucking titties. I wouldn't even look at a titty, buddy. I'd look at a titty and see two big footballs.
A real friend doesn't move until the middle of August, ensuring temperatures in the 90s and a humidity that turns boxers into moist balls of ruined cotton.
Expendable? You must be joking.
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