This is a video from Finnish coffee roasters Paulig of somebody making a teensy tiny cup of coffee using a single Kenya AA+ Karindum coffee bean. That...is not nearly enough coffee for a person. I've already had four cups and it's not even 9AM. I've got the feeling it's gonna be one of those 'double espresso enemas before lunch' kinda days. "That is not a kind of day." Well it is to me. Now, I want you to squeeze this bag like you're trying to pop a balloon when I give you the signal.
These are two shots of somebody lifting Hedwig's body to reveal his surprisingly long legs. "That is not Hedwig." Whatever. Not to brag or anything (I'd prefer to save my bragging for something a little more substantial than the length of owl legs), but I actually knew owls had long legs because I've seen videos of them hunting before and they extend those legs and talons to grab their prey. You know, I also have surprisingly long legs, and have to get all my pants custom tailored. "What are your measurements?" 28 x 340. "Wait, are you Slender Man?!" Close -- I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light, and I'll scare you right out of your pants. "Jack Skellington!" At your service.
Thanks to Jason B, who still wants to know how many licks it takes to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop.
These are the $425 Barracuda Straight Leg Jeans designed by New York City based 'luxury fresh denim brand' PRPS and available from Nordstrom. For reference, the most I've ever paid for a pair of jeans was $120 (which I only did once), and they made my ass look like f***ing magic. These make your ass look like you went snorkeling in a Porta-Potty at a music festival.
Heavily distressed medium-blue denim jeans in a comfortable straight-leg fit embody rugged, Americana workwear that's seen some hard-working action with a crackled, caked-on muddy coating that shows you're not afraid to get down and dirty.
Yeah, but you are afraid to get down and dirty, that's why you paid $425 for a pair of jeans that make you look like you did when you didn't. You could have just gone and fixed a tractor or fed the hogs and earned that mud. *guy walks into bar wearing a pair of Barracuda Straight Leg Jeans* OMG I think that dude just got banged by a mud-monster!
This is a short video of a little boy on a bike who yells 'Ooh la la' while oogling the sexy lady pictures on the side of a van advertising a Stockholm strip club, before crashing into a wall. Is it real? Is it just a viral ad for Club Privé? I'm on the fence (it hurts), but there's at least a story to go along with it:
"I was babysitting my nephew and saw the Privé car with the naked girls posters on their car, so I started filming it for a friend, you know, just between guys. Meanwhile Dali (my nephew) was biking behind me, suddenly, very loudly saying "Oh La La", which he does when he sees girls, haha! And he was so into it, that he crashed into the restaurants outdoor seating with his bike! The girl walking by was just a stranger passing by, and ran up to help him. In all it was just a random act that led to this very funny movie clip!"
My guess is fake. But, knowing me, I actually would have crashed in the same situation. It's not every day you see a sexy lady van on your bike ride (unless you live where this kid does in which case maybe you do). Heck, I almost crashed my car staring at a Bud Light billboard, and there weren't even any sexy ladies, just a can. Honestly I probably shouldn't be driving right now.
This is a video from Las Palmas on Gran Canaria (one of Spain's Canary Islands) of a massive ferry crashing straight into the sea wall after supposedly losing electrical power (although I have my doubts). Thirteen passengers were injured due to the abrupt stop, and, at least in my mind, one person's scoliosis was miraculously cured. Now, are you thinking what I'm thinking? "It's hard to believe Captain Edward John Smith is still out there and allowed to command vessels?" Yep! Wait -- who's Captain Edward John Smith? "The Titanic's captain." Oh shit, yes -- exactly! He must be at least 160 years old.
This is a promotional video for the Flyer from 'personal aviation' startup Kitty Hawk. It's basically a giant electric octocopter with pontoons, capable of lifting a single rider. Allegedly be available for purchase later this year, although no word on price. No pilot's license is required (that's a plus, since I don't have one) to fly the FAA designated ultralight aircraft, and it was specifically designed to be flown over water. That makes it the perfect choice for a person who needs to commute from one side of the lake to the other, and is terrified of boats but not getting chopped into pieces by massive, spinning rotors. Honestly, it looks like a lot of fun, it's just not the flying car I was hoping for. Does it even have a stereo? Would you even be able to hear it if it did? Also, I need two seats minimum, one for me, and one for-- "The girl you're trying to impress?" What? No -- my dog. One for me, one for my dog. Besides, she's already as impressed as she could possibly be with me because I know how to open the refrigerator. That shit blows her little walnut mind.
Along with his personal experience, neck specialist Thijs van der Hilst used 3D scanners, printers and a complex mathematical algorithm to create the size and shape of a pillow that would be made from a combination of hand-stitched Egyptian cotton and a splash of 24 carat gold. The pillow would then be bespokely moulded out of non-toxic Dutch memory foam to the sleeper's head, neck and shoulders.
That golden fabric makes up both sides of the sleep-aid, while its zipper comes studded with no less than four diamonds and a huge 22.5ct sapphire.
Oh cool, a pillow made out of gold-spun Egyptian cotton with four diamonds and a giant 22.5 carat sapphire on the zipper. That's something somebody needs. Unfortunately for its maker though, this isn't actually the world's most expensive pillow. That honor belongs to the pillow I'm selling. "What's so special about it?" I've slept on it for fourteen years. "Jesus, it looks like one giant sweat stain." That's right, it's been imbued with my pheromones -- my essence. It drives women wild. Nine out of ten women participating in my blind smell test vomited, presumably because they were overcome with desire. "And the one woman who didn't puke?" Turns out she can't smell. A million dollars, it'll be on eBay next week.
Thanks to vishal, who agrees everybody is different, so there's no perfect pillow for everyone. Take me for example, I have a hunchback and had to dig a hole in my space foam mattress topper.
This is a shot of the exchange between @SamsungMobileUS and @savEdward on Twitter. Samsung asked new owners of the Galaxy 8 to send their first photo taken with the phone. Edward responded that it was a wiener pic, and Samsung followed up with the microscope emoji. Samsung: they'll burn you. Either on Twitter or when your Galaxy Note 7 exploded. Hoho -- you just got got, Samsung! Come at me, bro.
Thanks to Nathaniel, who agrees somebody should hire me as their social media manager.