Student Hides Rickroll In College Paper.

Via Gizmodo.

Millimeters Matter - Tiny Catupult Shooting Pies At Bugs.

A tiny catapult shooting pies at bugs. No really.

The Birth Of Dayman From It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia.

Haven't reached a point where this show really sticks with me, but this routine is pretty awesome.

Rowan Atkinson As Marc Almond

A cute vid of Roan Atkinson (Mr. Bean) impersonating Marc Almond from Soft Cell.

Snazzy Napper: Proof You Can Patent Any Stupid-Ass Useless Thing.

You know what else leaves your nose free for comfortable breathing? A goddamn blindfold. And I wish I knew what brand of glue were they huffing when they approved this unsettling tagline-



Ugh. First person I see sitting next to me with one of these things on gets a taste of this-

We Are Anonymeows. We Are Meow Meow Meow.

Because the internet is made of cats.

Again, from Julia Segal's awesome Tumblr account.

Look At That Cute Little KERF.

Idris Elba Is Scared Of A Challenge, Apparently.

Yeah, Idris Elba might be a big shot DJ and actor who just picked up a role on a new Showtime series, but the internet still wants to know: why has he still not answered the challenge of Big Nif (aka DJ 1 Sock)?

Looks like his high score is 35563, according to the video. He needs to step up!

Every Nickelback Wikipedia Page Vandalism Ever.

From the Internet Archaeologist at College Humor.

Handy Dandy Sing-Along Guide To The Age Of Consent, State By State.

Why Is Sven Hoek Funny?

I remember hearing about the Ren and Stimpy episode "Sven Hoek" secondhand when I was in high school. Didn't catch it while it was on the air, but I remember having a visceral reaction to the name. It just sounded so funny to me, and I couldn't explain why.

On John Kricfalusi's blog a while back, he took some time to meditate on stereotypes in general and possible reasons why noone complained when he made about his funny little Nordic cartoon pal.

Main Street Has The Scariest Rape Vans.

Worst Rape-Van Ever.

If you'd like your eyes and mind raped, you should check out Main Street Bites Back, home of the completely serious and holy shit they're not joking Glen Beck 2012 headquarters. I'm sure there's words and stuff involved, but I got distracted playing with the creepy automated Robo-bama on the front page:

Derp.

Also, there's this:

I've Been Searching My Whole Life For My Ideal Soul Mart.

Who knew I'd find it in Google Maps.

Bah dum bum pish.

Junk Food Is Teh Evil.

Got a snack craving when out picking up batteries, and wound up with this snarky retort from the universe.

Well played, universe.

You Are A Shark.

I don't get it. What exactly is there left to choose? You're already a shark. I'm preetty sure that means you've already won.

Fucking Spikes.

I'll just leave it at that.

Okay, This Is Stupid. (Chapter 2) - Lookit That Douchebag.

Ladies.
This guy didn't contact me, I just caught this classy fellow's profile update in my dating site news feed. Man, this guy couldn't be more of a toolbag if his name was Black & Decker. The saddest part is that this Young Republican douchelet probably thinks that vomit ghoulash of recycled Tucker Max-isms make him sound downright hee-fucking-larious. Look out ladies, this guy is not afraid to tell it like it is. He is Edgy McEdgerton, The Edgy Edge-ucator! This Ayn Randian is downright randy. This... okay I'll stop.

I was half-tempted to leave un-blurred his lopsided Sloth-face, but that seemed mean-spirited. Just take my word for it, dude looked as ugly as that paragraph makes him sound.

How Am I Supposed To Live Without You?

Reblogged from Smearballs. Those twisted fuckers.

OK, This Is Stupid. (Chapter 1)

So, at the behest of my synth player, I've finally entered the foray of internet dating for the first time since I made a profile on F The Vote about 6 years ago.

I've been on a certain site for less than a day, and the above screen cap is literally the first message I got. It was a response to this (admittedly trite) quip on my profile page:



Oh, and I guess I should mention the message was from a 60 year old dude. Classy.

So, this is already not going so well.

Admin Note: Just to differentiate myself from the average internet retard, I have no intention of trolling anyone on there and this is not an invitation to get trolled. Hell, maybe someday I'll get contacted by someone who is not awful. But in the meantime, whenever I get an email that is that special mix of awkward and obnoxious that it has to be real (as in: real sad), you guys get to hear about it. Cheers!

Amen.

via Now That's Nifty.