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What You're Missing On The Internet

Posted by: Sam Jarvis | October 8, 2013 at 4:30PM

Since you spend all day on the Tosh blog, here's what you're missing on the rest of the web:

I Think They're Getting Serious

Posted by: Sam Jarvis | February 12, 2013 at 2:00PM

Wash up before you shake her dad's hand, alright buddy?

[via Lamebook]

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Show-Off

Posted by: Matt Koff | September 28, 2012 at 1:00PM

What did I say about eating jambalaya before a game?

[via Acid Cow]

Seth Green's Career Has Been Going Downhill Since Age 17

Posted by: Carly Hallam | March 7, 2011 at 6:00PM

Some actors peak young. Gary Coleman, Lindsay Lohan, and that kid with the glasses from Jerry Maguire are among the list of people who experienced their greatest successes at an early age.

But who knew Seth Green belonged to that elite group of has-beens?

This news footage from 1991 shows a time when Seth Green was adored. Stadiums cheered for him. An entire town loved him. Women flocked to him despite his hideous hairstyle.

Without A Paddle, Seth? Old Dogs!?! You used to be somebody!!!

[via Blame It On The Voices]

Hey Kid, You Didn't Win Jack!

Posted by: Mike Pomranz | February 8, 2010 at 12:00PM

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After the New Orleans Saint's big Super Bowl victory, the Internet immediately became littered with way too many snapshots of Drew Brees's questionably cute son, Baylen Brees.

Now, I don't want to be a buzzkill.  I think this is great victory for the city of New Orleans.  But I want to clear something up here and now…

Baylen, you are one year old.  You are physically incapable of doing much more than sleeping and turning food mush into excrement mush.

You didn't win jack.  You certainly didn't win a Super Bowl.  The only thing you could have possibly won is the getting born to the right person at the right time lottery.

So wipe that arrogant grin off your face, stop pointing your finger like you're givin' a shot out to all your homies, and come talk to me when you have a job or you want to use daddy's money to pay for my bar tab!

You sure as hell can't throw a football for crap yet.  And why are you sporting #9?  Stop living in your father's shadow and get your own damn number.

Though on a positive note, at least for once a Super Bowl winner will actually enjoy his trip to Disney World.