The people behind Revenge Crabs won't actually send you a vial of pubic lice to sprinkle on the personal belongings of wayward spouses, boorish roommates or, if you're really a sociopath, random strangers. For the thicker sorts who wouldn't be tipped off by the implausible testimonials ("I'd be mad but that was some crazy payback!") and the proposed "school field trip to the crabs laboratory," there's the fact that the order form doesn't work. Still, it might be worth sending a link to the Revenge Crabs site to various people you know, so if someone writes you back and expresses frustration about his/her inability to complete his/her purchase, you'll know this person is not only gullible but also an asshole, and you can feel free to cut him/her out of your life, without any fear of genital-louse reprisal.
The guns are gone. Now what happens to all those paper targets? Don't tell me you forgot about the paper targets. The ones hanging from little clips on fancy clotheslines at shooting ranges. With no guns to destroy these legions of paper bastards, they go unchecked.
Grimy horror growler Rob Zombie's scariest music videos finally ranked to warn your children.
1998: I upload dave.pcx, and change the course of history
Set goals for yourself, and fulfill them. Absurd! Only in video games!
Awful Links of the Day spotlights the worst and weirdest websites on the internet. And we're not talking "weird" in a good way either.