is putting stuff on your cat
this time for world of warcraft. (this one’s chinese.)
for civilization 4. it’s like my two brothers rolled into one (what’s up doods!)
damn, hadn’t actually seen this, but here’s a list of the 599 motherfucking additives approved by the US government for use in the manufacture of cigarettes. (fuck)
for dat azz
courtesy of erlene:
a panda walks into a bar, sits down and orders a sandwich.
he eats the sandwich, pulls out a gun and shoots the waiter dead.
as the panda stands up to go, the bartender shouts, “hey! where are you going? you just shot my waiter and you didn’t pay for your sandwich!”
the panda yells back at the bartender, “hey, i’m a PANDA! look it up!”
the bartender opens his dictionary and sees the following definition for panda: “a tree dwelling marsupial of asian origin, characterized by distinct black and white colouring. eats shoots and leaves.”
if you’ve ever been in the same room as a videogame, this is hilarious
of both the game wipeout and the country japan, this is appealing.
watch this immediately.
could go ahead and get me this, that would be greeeeaaaaaat. (thanks in advance)
fuck with some of the variables, click on hipervoice or finevoice, and then click the generated link at the bottom. funny japanese voices ensue.
i hereby hide the sausage
like raiden, but cute. peep the steez.
if only i had this much control over my kockenballs
this robot shit is for real, people.
“final frogger installment poised to sweep oscars” (big shout out to jay ‘bag of donuts’ kolbe for the heads up on this one)
from my friend ryan’s good friend, brian:
“So my brother goes to leave work last Thursday, gets in his car, turns on the AC, and is nearly knocked out by the stench of dead animal. He opens up the hood of his car and finds a dead animal stuck to his engine.
Apparently a hedghog (this is an assumption because the actual species was hard to determine) crawled in from under his car the night before and fell asleep on the engine block. When Eric drove his car to work the next morning he must have woken the animal up but it was unable to escape (whether it was unable to make it through the moving belts or was just scared shitless we’ll never know). Sometime during the 45 minute drive to work the animal died and got stuck to his engine block (think frying a steak in an unoiled pan).
Eric had to literally pry the 2-3 foot animal off his hood with his ice scrapper. As he pried the animal out of his car it tore on his hood latch at which point he realized the animal had not been scared completely shitless because it’s guts and crap spilled out all over the ground (which he had to clean up).
His car reeks.
smokes (the bag of doritoes was the size of your sofa).
