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On camera, Don Jr. pulls out a little baggie with white powder at his father's birthday party.

@SleeperCarolina Not hiring Scott Fitterer

You get one undo button for the last 10 years… What #Panthers move would you do differently? I’m paying Brian Burns his money

@YourAnonNews Boy I would’ve went out firing, smh. FTP

FTP: LAPD killed her dog. He was wearing his Knicks jersey. His name was Jameson. A golden doodle. One of the sweetest, most gentle breeds alive. A neighbor called a noise complaint. That's it. 20+ officers showed up. Then a helicopter. For a noise complaint in an apartment complex. And they shot Jameson dead. In front of his owner. In front of her child. No warning. No de-escalation. Nothing. The media is barely covering this. No headlines. No outrage. Like it never happened. If this was your dog... your child watching... how would you feel? Jameson deserved better. That little boy deserved better. His mama deserved better.

@BetMGM We were 16-3 in the offs FOH

Ranking the last 10 Stanley Cup Champions

Smh Ilia

Palestine would be in the World Cup if Israel didn’t kill all its players

That crowd sad as hell the black man won😂😂😂😂😂😂. Rogan even sound disappointed 😂😂😂😂😂. Good shit Gane

Former Hurricanes captain/player and current head coach Rod Brind'Amour is bringing another Stanley Cup home to Carolina 🙌

SOUND THE SIREN

STANLEY CUP CHAMPIONS. CAROLINA WE ARE HEREEEEE #SoundTheSiren

FINALLY GOT IT DONE. The Carolina Hurricanes are the 2025-26 Stanley Cup Champions!! #SoundTheSiren | #StanleyCup

BUSSI #SoundTheSiren

Bussi with the dive!!!!!

Brandon Bussi you legend you

Don't worry Victor Wembanyama, you can play even worse in your next Finals, lose again after teaming up with Cade Cunningham and Cooper Flagg, and your fans will still call you the GOAT.

“How did you know the Knicks were gonna go on a run bro”

He should stop at 80 to show respect to Kobe

Stateside, a gas station. I drank a frozen blue beverage too quickly, and was struck down by a punishment this entire nation knows, and accepts, and has named. The drink is called a slush. Ice, sweetness, and a blue that does not occur in nature. The day was hot. I was thirsty. I drank like a soldier at a river. The pain arrived in my skull like a war horn. Behind the eyes. Above everything. Total. I gripped the roof of my car. I may have made a sound. "Brain freeze," said the cashier through the door, with no urgency whatsoever. It has a NAME. The affliction is so common it has a household name, like a cousin. "Tongue on the roof of your mouth," called a man at the pumps. He did not look over. He prescribed the remedy mid-pump, casually, the way one mentions weather. I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. The war horn faded. The healer nodded at his pump, finished, and was gone in a Chevrolet. In my land, punishment follows crime by way of courts and seasons. Here, the sentence is instant. Drink with greed, and the ice strikes the mind directly. No trial. No appeal. Perfectly fair. And here is what moves me. EVERYONE has felt it. The cashier. The healer. Children. Elders. An entire nation united by the same small lightning, all taught the same cure, all passing it on to strangers at gas stations, free of charge. You cannot fully distrust a country once you know it shares one pain. The freeze does not punish thirst. It punishes haste. I finished the slush slowly, like a scholar. Blue tongue. Clear mind. Then at the door I forgot everything, drank deeply, and was struck down again. "Tongue, hon," said the cashier, without looking up. Discipline is a journey.

Imagine 2 years ago telling Mike Brown that De'Aaron Fox would win him a championship

RALEIGHWOOD CAN FEEL IT 🔥 Carolina is one victory away from Lord Stanley's prize! #StanleyCup