Buttered Floors Create Pain

I feel guilty about laughing at this. This could have ended wrong for so many reasons. The prankster is lucky his roommate never broke his legs — or worse. But it is still funny — simply because it happens again and again. The roommate never learns to watch his step. His murderous rage at the end of the video is the piece de resistance.

Still, the guy who buttered the floors is a dick. He is extremely lucky this didn't end up in a lawsuit. Perhaps it would have been best for him to have been brought to court. I mean, he's bragging about what he did with this video. Maybe getting money removed from his pocket would have taught him an important lesson.

My moral qualms aside, I laugh every time I see this. I feel guilty every sin

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gle time I see this.

Picture of a Man Gored from Running of the Bulls

The fellow above is Norwegian Christoper Neiff, one of those silly tourists who have decided to participate in Pamplona's Running of the Bulls. This picture was taken on July 12 of this year. Why is it that we always hear about the tourists getting injured?

With this in mind, while this picture gives me a queasy feeling, I have a hard time feeling sympathy for this guy. These are bulls we are talking about. If one got injured in the "Funning of the Kittens" ceremony, maybe I'd shed a tear. This guy is lucky he merely got gored.

Note to tourists everywhere: when partaking in a country's local festivities, make sure that your loved ones back home will see you return alive.

Source: Yahoo! News

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Tattoo Removal by Hand Sander

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There is a time in a man's life when he must realize that other men are much more manly than he'll ever be. This is one of those moments. This guy, for whatever reason, decided to get his tattoo removed by a this Black &Decker hand sander. He doesn't even wince! I don't know why he didn't get laser surgery either. I guess he just thought that a hand sander was faster.

It goes without saying, though, that manliness does not equate with sanity. Testosterone can prevent lucidity. I, for one, would rather be in my right mind than foolhardy. To the next man who attempts to mark his territory, I challenge you to apply a hand sander to your skin. Then while you are doing that, I will be like every other intelligent wuss out there and document your foolishness.

The other matter I'm quite curious about is the tattoo. Was it really that bad? I've seen a couple of terrible tattoos in my time, but was his tattoo so terrible that he'd rather have people look at a giant red sore from thenceforth? All I can muster to say is that it must have been so bad he must have been desperate for its removal. Hence the hand sander.

Via Hanzi Smatter

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Shoes Made of Wire

I'll grant that it is neat. I'll even say that it is downright cool. But these wire shoes must wreak havoc on the feet. The only motivation to seriously wear these shoes would be masochism.

One would argue that high heels are masochistic already. This brings pain to a whole new level, though. Ouch.

Via Virtual Show Museum

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The Taser Disguised as a Tampon

I have already chronicled the tampon blowgun, but now meet the Pink Stinger a discreet taser that packs a whopping 50,000 volts of electricity. Once a criminal gets shocked by this device, he'll be seeing red — I assure you that.

When shooting in Taser mode, 2 extra absorbent cotton tampons with barbed probes and 14 ft. of wire are expelled and propelled by compressed nitrogen. Electric current then passes to the body, where the probes have attach to the clothing or bare skin, causing central nervous system disruption, possible urination and certain humiliation. Optimal target range for the taser is 7-10 feet with a maximum of 14 feet. Absorbency range of tampon is 6-9 grams. The included batteries and compressed nitrogen cartridge store neatly in the pink zapplicator casing for easy replacement.

Looking for Discreet Protection? Try the Tampon Taser Gun | American Inventor Spot

The question that is burning in my mind is: what if a woman mistakes this for an actual tampon? I cannot fathom a worse outcome than to be zapped in the lady parts. I'm not joking — if this device reaches mass consumption, it is only a matter of time before the scenario I point out actually happens. It will make headlines.

Ladies, I'd love to know your opinion. Would you ever buy the Pink Stinger? And do you genuinely fear 50,000 volts of a electricity due to a mistaken insertion?

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White Boy's Going to Be in a World of Pain

I think there's a lesson in here somewhere. Actually, I think there may be a few lessons — and I think you know what will be the outcome of this mess. This, my friends, is the beginning of a trainwreck.

Oh, where to begin? First of all, if there's weaponry in the room — especially multiple variations of sharp, sharp blades — don't sleep with some random fellow's wife. This is very true if you are some scrawny white boy in Japan. Japan, you see, is the home of such luminous warrior folk as the samurai and the ninja. Hence, if there's some weapons put on display near the door, it's probably not just there for decorative purposes.

Another point to make: getting drunk is not an ideal action if a tough-as-nails martial artist has just come home from the gym and his senses are sharp like a cheetah's claw. As far as perceptiveness is concerned, the odds are not in your favour. The throwing stars are just a few inches away, and they are made to wound people.

Finally, with everything else factored in, there should always be an escape route. It will not be behind the wall, for that is paper. It will not be under the bed. And unfortunately, you are closer to the husband than the wife is. He already sees your sandals. He's already pissed.

Dear white boy, you're going to be in a world of pain. Sign your death certificate right now.

Via Dark Roasted Blend

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Top Six Extreme Guarantees of a Traffic Accident

Each image here represents an accident waiting to happen. There are two primary ingredients that create each future cataclysm: sheer incompetence by whoever created these road conditions and pure shock on the part of the oncoming driver.

A further two things provoke me upon looking at these images. Initially, I must ask how it got to the point where these road conditions got implemented. The image on the left, for instance, must have been printed, approved for road use, and then actually set. Why is it, through this entire bureaucratic process, that nobody saw the potential deaths that could occur?

The other noteworthy aspect is that we didn't get to see the accidents. Hopefully, someone came to their senses and realized what harm may happen. Thing is, we don't know. While these mistakes may have been rectified, they was still time for an accident to occur before they were fixed.

And so, without further adieu, I present to you five more images that will prompt you to say, "What doom could have occurred here?"

Certainly, you should stop at the intersection. But pray tell, where shall you go from there? Well, you got to go somewhere. Let's just hope the decision is the right one.



Ha ha. How clever. Unfortunately, someone has forgotten the first law of human stupidity: someone is going to do it.



The only explanation here is that whoever painted this road was an extremely drunk and retarded person.



You just know this was responsible for a clip on America's Funniest Home Videos. That is hoping that after the cyclist impales his nuts that he doesn't fall onto the road and get hit by an oncoming truck.



Just don't ask why. Please. Just don't ask why.

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