Still a better name than Crystal Pepsiney
Since you spend all day on the Tosh blog, here's what you're missing on the rest of the web:
"No more strained peas for you, baby. Tonight, we feast on possum!"
[via LOL Hehehe]
This is the one and only time you're okay with finding Michael Jackson on top of your kid.
The kid's instincts were right. Seconds later, that lion ripped his dad's throat out.