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Disturbing Man-Crumble Video Ahoy!
Quickly, what's the most distressing thing you can think of? Is it the sight of a man slowly crumbling to pieces - so that, at one point, he closely resembles Sloth from The Goonies - to the sound of a slowed-down version of Pure Imagination from Willy Wonka And The Chocolate Factory as performed by what appears to be a chain-smoking murderer with asthma? It is? Why that's just wonderful, because that's exactly what's in the video after the jump. Don't worry, though - the video has a happy ending. Sort of. We think. We were too busy crying to notice...
Quickly, what's the most distressing thing you can think of? Is it the sight of a man slowly crumbling to pieces - so that, at one point, he closely resembles Sloth from The Goonies - to the sound of a slowed-down version of Pure Imagination from Willy Wonka And The Chocolate Factory as performed by what appears to be a chain-smoking murderer with asthma? It is? Why that's just wonderful, because that's exactly what's in the video after the jump. Don't worry, though - the video has a happy ending. Sort of. We think. We were too busy crying to notice...
Things Not To Do With Furious Bulls, Volume 14
So, for the newcomers to this series, let's just quickly recap all the other things you shouldn't do with bulls: You shouldn't challenge bulls to a drinking competition, make fun of their accents, insert your finger up their bottoms (if your finger is cold), force them to wear tutus, describe the rules of Goldenballs to them, loudly deride their lacklustre beatboxing skills, try it on with their wives or make them wear sunglasses in inclement weather. Or anything seen in the video after the jump. But that goes without saying, really...
So, for the newcomers to this series, let's just quickly recap all the other things you shouldn't do with bulls: You shouldn't challenge bulls to a drinking competition, make fun of their accents, insert your finger up their bottoms (if your finger is cold), force them to wear tutus, describe the rules of Goldenballs to them, loudly deride their lacklustre beatboxing skills, try it on with their wives or make them wear sunglasses in inclement weather. Or anything seen in the video after the jump. But that goes without saying, really...
Michael Jackson’s Not Dead, As This Video Definitely Proves
You know, since Michael Jackson died - we literally haven't eaten a thing. We just can't. Well - not to say we can't eat anything. What we mean is when we eat things now - we only consume things that we think he would have cherished. Like veal. Because it's young. We haven't drank anything either - except for milk, juice, and water. Our family and friends tell us we have to eat something else or we'll die. We say we refuse to - not in a world without MJ! Lucky for our thinning frame, then, Michael's not actually dead. Here's video to prove it.
You know, since Michael Jackson died - we literally haven't eaten a thing. We just can't. Well - not to say we can't eat anything. What we mean is when we eat things now - we only consume things that we think he would have cherished. Like veal. Because it's young. We haven't drank anything either - except for milk, juice, and water. Our family and friends tell us we have to eat something else or we'll die. We say we refuse to - not in a world without MJ! Lucky for our thinning frame, then, Michael's not actually dead. Here's video to prove it.
Mariah Carey Becomes A Man For Eminem
Hecklerspray truly believes there will come a day when we'll wake up and stand on a conveyor belt. First we'll slide past the pee station, then we'll brush our teeth, we'll choose a daily gender and then we'll probably eat some porridge that a robot made for us. Perhaps the pee station should be after the gender changing one - it'd be more convenient that way if we're too tired to pull down our pants after being girls the day before. Until that day, everyone except Mariah Carey'll just have to live with what God or scalpel has given us.
Hecklerspray truly believes there will come a day when we'll wake up and stand on a conveyor belt. First we'll slide past the pee station, then we'll brush our teeth, we'll choose a daily gender and then we'll probably eat some porridge that a robot made for us. Perhaps the pee station should be after the gender changing one - it'd be more convenient that way if we're too tired to pull down our pants after being girls the day before. Until that day, everyone except Mariah Carey'll just have to live with what God or scalpel has given us.
Behold! Rubberduckzilla!
Now, granted, this is an advert. But it ticks so many of of personal requirements that we felt dutybound to share. Which personal requirements are they? Well, the one about pretty Asian twins, for starters. And the one about furious Japanese fathers. And the one about giant inflatable rubber ducks who can terrorise entire cities by blasting sonic energy waves out of their faces. Honestly, if they'd just added a dinosaur dressed as a pirate dancing to banjo music this would have been a clean sweep. Anway, video after the jump...
Now, granted, this is an advert. But it ticks so many of of personal requirements that we felt dutybound to share. Which personal requirements are they? Well, the one about pretty Asian twins, for starters. And the one about furious Japanese fathers. And the one about giant inflatable rubber ducks who can terrorise entire cities by blasting sonic energy waves out of their faces. Honestly, if they'd just added a dinosaur dressed as a pirate dancing to banjo music this would have been a clean sweep. Anway, video after the jump...
