Maybe carbo-loading with beans wasn't the best idea, guys.
Very few people know that scorpion venom tastes like vanilla..
Do something you won’t regret. Go see Daniel live on tour.
Save some of that ferocity for your wedding night, little lady.
This election year feels like we're living in an episode of Drunk Future. Minus the robots.
Modern sports are so over-regulated. Back in my day you could drop trou and shit on the field without even drawing a yellow card.
[via HuffPo Weird]
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