Tag Archives: Hilarious

THE ULTIMATE FAILS OF OCTOBER

Take 05:29 out of your Monday morning and watch these Ultimate Fails of October from the chaps at Fail Army. There is honestly no better way to kick off your Monday! Oh greatness, the groom at 01:04 and the chick who’s trying to sell her cat throughout cracked me up. Oh and the roller coaster chap at 04:43! Expect your fair share of nut-shots, scorpions, face-plants and parkour-style bails.

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KICK OFF YOUR FRIDAY WITH JACK VALE FARTING IN HOLLYWOOD…& LONG BEACH

It’s been a long week and I’m in need of a little laugh on this fine Friday morning and what better way to have a chuckle at my desk than with the king of the Pooter, Jack Vale, farting in Hollywood. Jeez I love this kind of childish shit and could watch them all day. In fact, let me throw in an extra Jack Vale farting video for shits and giggles. There you go, two for the price of one. Enjoy.

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THE BEST WEDDING FAIL COMPILATION

I did not expect this compilation to be this funny. In fact, I wasn’t sure what to expect? Groomsman feinting, overly excited couples wiping out on the d-floor, bouquet catching wipeouts and whatnot? I suppose that these are all a given when talking wedding fails and this compilation doesn’t disappoint in that department. What convinced me, however, that this wasn’t your run-of-the-mill wedding fails compilation was the second fail of the entire video at 00:14 which sees a man – who I presume is the groom – pick up his new wife, place her on his shoulder like a tackling-bag, and run with her straight into a door. Priceless!

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SIMPLY LOVE THESE MASCOT FAILS

There is something hilarious to me about someone dressed up like a squirrel or some sort of cougar-cat acting the fool and performing flick-flacks and kart-wheels. I guess it has to do with the fact that in that moment, when watching the bear mascot – for instance – doing his thing, I imagine that it actually is a real live bear. A bear who’s dressed in PT shorts, a wife beater – with the number 6 emblazoned on the front – and a sweat-band around is head preparing to ride his roller blades down the slope, across the basketball court, up the ramp and slam-dunk the ball in the hoop on the far end of the court. This is at least what he’s telling me he is planning to do. I know – and hope – that he won’t make it. Holy shit that’s a talking bear! What kills me and has been for the last five minutes is seeing said bear/cougar-cat/squirrel wiping out. Fuck I love it.

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