There once was a boy named Kevin Who used a vacuum to stretch it to seven, Then eight and then nine, And though ten was divine, There will be film at eleven.

Anatomy 101.
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That about sums it up doesn’t it?
Stunt riding.
That’s a big ass fish.
Never heard this version.
Spider cat!
Everybody likes to get wasted.
Spiders like getting fucked up too.
RUN FOREST!
Paper fight.
Oh facebook.
Oh the humanity!
True sport.
David and Goliath.
Speedy Goncancer.
Hell yes.
Son of a bitch.
Bowling with scooters.
The most pointless thing you’ll see today.
Nom nom nom.
The 10 most deadly hurricanes in history.
Emoticon: Origins
5 common responses to awkwardness that makes things worse.
How in the fuck do these work?
Strike a pose!
I want to know how he doesn’t just sink to the bottom with balls that huge.
What a dick. hahah
Totally nuts.
Fuckin pimping.
Raise em right.
Snare win.
AMERICA!
Hilarious misunderstanding.
Whoa.
Don’t laugh. This shit keeps me up nights.
Ernest rules.
Fucking morons have never heard of an internet meme.
This bitch is riding the rails like a motherfucker.
Good night alice.
Train horn.
Protect and serve some more fuckers.
The 7 creepiest old school robots.
Emails from an asshole. The commanche! Piece of string walks in to a bar, and orders a drink. The bartender says “I’m sorry, but we don’t serve string here.” The string Says “Ok, I’ll take my business elsewhere.” The string walks down to the next bar, and tries to order a drink, the bartender in this bar says “We don’t serve pieces of string here, move on!” The string is a little hurt, but he decides that he still needs a drink, and moves a little farther down the street to another bar. He walks in tries to order a drink, and the bartender says “Get the hell out! We don’t serve string in these parts.” This time the piece of string is real mad. He tussles up his hair, gets himself all knotted up, and walks in to the first bar he went in to, and says “Sir! I’ll have a drink!” The bartender looks at him real close, and says, “Wait a minute, aren’t you that piece of string?” The piece of string puffs out his chest, and says, “Sorry sir, I’m a frayed knot”