By: Ben Rosen
Two of the internet's top journalists arrange a secret rendezvous with an anonymous source for highly classified information.
Peter Dinklage ‘s ‘daughter wrote a poem, and boy does Ron Burgundy have some colorful commentary for it.
What happens when good phone sex goes bad?
This shark knows how freaked you’d be if you knew where he was right now. And he’s having a ball.
today we lost a master of pranks, RIP Blaine. feat. original song by Nick Lutsko: http://bit.ly/2cpN9CN lyrics: David Blaine Things will never be the same When you ripped out your heart You ripped out our hearts too It’s a shame There won’t be anymore pranks But you won’t die in vain Cause we’ll remember you What did you do to that chicken? Do I even want to know? I stay up nights feeling sick I can’t sleep cause I’ve got Blaine on my brain Blaine on my brain Blaine on my brain Got David Blaine on my brain We’re celebrating Blaine
Dude, my girl loves you.