Random Video of Horrific Violence: "Office Faceplant"
Its not sports and I don’t care. This is freakin hilarious. I hope she ended up ok, but it sure looks like she hurt a lot.
Its not sports and I don’t care. This is freakin hilarious. I hope she ended up ok, but it sure looks like she hurt a lot.
Cheese dip and grape Kool-Aid? Really, dude?
Imagine Tyrell Johnson and Kwame Brown at a Michelin-starred restaurant. Gold.

Russell Crowe could not say Sunday was a good day for him. Peter Holmes a Court, part-owner of the South Sydney Rabbitohs along with Crowe, resigned as chairman and coach Jason Taylor gave Crowe an earful.
The Rabbitohs are at the bottom of the National Rugby League table “with only one win in 10 games and the club has lost $4 million in its first year under its new owners”. Crowe was on the end of a verbal beatdown from Taylor after bringing in another coach as a consultant. Needless to say, Taylor didn’t take this too well.
THE Souths coach, Jason Taylor, was swearing and shaking his head. The Hollywood actor Russell Crowe listened, stony-faced and chain-smoking.The friction at South Sydney was evident at 6.30am yesterday outside Bar Coluzzi on Victoria Street, Darlinghurst.
As predicted in yesterday’s Herald, the board also appointed the premiership-winning coach John Lang as a consultant – a blow to Taylor, who wasn’t taking the news well at Bar Coluzzi yesterday morning. One patron observed that Taylor and Crowe had “faces like death”; another suggested “faces like thunder”.
“They were super-grim. Not happy chappies. Rusty was chain-smoking. He was fairly calm, smoking darts, while Taylor was really agitated saying things like, ‘This bloke has let me down’ and ‘That bloke has let me down’. Taylor was also saying things like, ‘What’s the time-frame for this?”‘
Crowe didn’t take it to heart when Marcus Aurelius said, “Death smiles at us all. All a man can do is smile back.” Where was that smile, sport?
Taylor could have completed the circle if he smashed Crowe on the head with a phone. Some curse would have been lifted had he followed through. He better cut back on those Hollywood commitments.
One Remote To Rule Them All, One Remote To Find Them, One Remote To Bring Them All And In The Darkness Bind Them!
This might be the most badass remote control ever made, it is the ESPN “Ultimate Remote Control”. This sucker connects via wi-fi to get you program guides, sports scores, play-by-play, as well as team and player stats. If you were even a sucker of gigantic proportions and bought into ESPN’s fantasy leagues, you could check your fantasy scores from this. Not enough? Well you can also check news, weather, tv listings, and personalized program guides too. Still not enough? Well, the remote also allows you to text to mobile phones, email or other ESPN remotes so you can talk smack during the game while never having to put down the clicker.
Lordy, I hope this thing comes with a charger because it’s going to be sucking down some serious batteries when being used to its full extent. I can easily see myself watching one football game, checking the results of another game on the remote, then texting several people when my team scores a touchdown and then having this behemoth die on me after about 20 minutes of constant use. In a word though, this thing is sick…and a little steep at $299, but ya know, one good trip to Vegas can score enough cash for this sucker (in theory that is).
Looks like they took what little technology they had in their ESPN Mobile phones and turned it into what people really want…a remote control to rule all the other remotes all while doing what remote controls are supposed to do, make your life easier. No longer will you have to sit in front of the television with your laptop in your lap, a cell phone in one hand and the remote in the other. No, those days are long gone with this as it is all you need. One remote to rule them all, one remote to find them, one remote to bring them all…ya know the rest.
Get the ESPN “Ultimate Remote Control” here on Amazon
Steve Atwater, Ray Crockett, Al Smith, Blaine Bishop, Carlos Emmons and Clyde Simmons do not care that you died, someone must pay up for their losses. So they sued the NFL and NFLPA. Good luck with that one.