The exact moment that Jason Whitlock stopped mattering

At a guess (and I don't follow her close enough to know, and I'm not going to attempt to dig through and find out) she had mentioned her new pregnancy on social media. Putting that out there as an expression of grief will shut down tens? Hundreds? More? questions about the new baby. She's also a female celeb sharing a very particular sort of woman's grief. Yes, of course fathers grieve too, but it's far more personal and immediate for the mother.

 

I await the line of Whitlock signature supplements.

 

Burnt ends, pill form?

 

Beyond parody.

Jesus wants you to take the under.

 

I think Jason's a closet Depeche Mode fan.

"I give in, to sin, because you have to make this life livable."​

 

The only time Whitlock should take the under is when betting on the number of times he's gotten laid without paying for it.

 

I bet Jason Whitlock butt naked in an ocean of sin looks a lot like a manatee.

 

The visual

 

The sudden, emphatic capital-C Christianity is an interesting swerve.

 

He's a desperate, lonely man. I've never partaken of Whitlock, his rise came after my life changed, but the first time I remember seeing anything about him, he was in a drunken picture, ass on the floor, draped over a couch with a lovely woman on it. It was disgusting. Nothing has changed.

 

you're not