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Here's the FAT KID in...FAT KONG, about a fat kid dressed in a kong suit who climbs to the top of a tall building and terrorizes aeroplanes. Be sure to check out our iPhone game FAT KID NINJA now available on the App Store.
Lifetime movies are amazing! These original programs cast the greatest rising/falling actors and put them in hilarious over-the-top situations. Here are some of our favorites, let us know if we forgot yours.
Lifetime movies are amazing! These original programs cast the greatest rising/falling actors and put them in hilarious over-the-top situations. Here are some of our favorites, let us know if we forgot yours.
If I was in that car, I'd have thrown up.
Before Kaley Cuoco and Lindsay Lohan, other famous faces (and their parts) have appeared in Playboy. Here are some of the sexiest celebrities to follow in Marilyn's footsteps.
Before Kaley Cuoco and Lindsay Lohan, other famous faces (and their parts) have appeared in Playboy. Here are some of the sexiest celebrities to follow in Marilyn's footsteps.
Reminds me of that Sylvester Stallone movie 'Over The Top.' But without the sentiment.
Reminds me of that Sylvester Stallone movie 'Over The Top.' But without the sentiment.
Who doesn't love watching beautiful women fall?
Off the top of a hotel.
Imagine falling off the top of a mountain and living.
Remi Gaillard is a genius.
Most drugs aren't that sexy. Watching a hot chick in a white tank-top, swing a frying pan is sexy.
The road to professional sports is one of the most effective sociopath assembly lines in the world. Separated from their peers by talent as kids, pandered to as teenagers, and idolized as adults, today's college and professional athletes know that forgiveness is only one contrite press conference away. We keep track of their antisocial behavior and marvel at their sociopathleticism in the Sociopathlete Round-Up.

Sociopathlete: Sal Alosi, Strength and Conditioning Coach, New York Jets,
Former Linebacker, Hofstra
We learned today that Alosi has been suspended indefinitely (his suspension was previously scheduled to be up at the end of this season) when the Jets "found out" that he had ordered players to form a wall along the sidelines in order to impede Dolphins special teamer Nolan Carroll if he ventured out of bounds. Alosi stuck his leg out, tripped Carroll, and is now awaiting his sportsmanship award from Jets coach Rex Ryan. The other shoe may not have dropped in this case, since the notion of a strength coach taking it upon himself to order inactive players to interfere with punt coverage in an organized manner seems a bit far-fetched. If it came from above, or even from the top, this could place the entire Jets franchise in the pantheon of sociopathletics.

Like all people who don't consult the Bible to solve practical problems, I'm at war with Christmas. I wish people "Happy Holidays" , promote the idea of Santa Claus in order to deflect attention away from the role of the Christ-child, and accentuate the pagan elements of the celebration in favor of the Christian ones, which are in extreme danger with our country maintaining a paltry incidence of Christians at a mere 76%. And why wouldn't I? I stand to gain so much from the effort, I really can't afford not to. But we need a shot in the arm. So I'm mining the great war-mongers of the past for material. What do say, Genghis? How would you attack Christmas?
Genghis Khan: Well, first I'd find a few stores that feature religiously neutral decorations, like holly, wreaths, and maybe even some Kwanzaa stuff, because they'd clearly be part of the war effort. I'd absorb them into my army and ride to a store that has the nerve to wish people "Merry Christmas" when they check out. While riding we'd drag yule logs behind our horses to kick up extra dust and give the appearance of greater numbers. When I arrived at the store, let's say it's a Wal-Mart in Texas, I'd explain to the manager that he can either surrender, or everyone in the store can be killed. Then I'd camp out that night, instructing my soldiers to each light 3 Christmas trees apiece instead of just one, again to give the impression of greater numbers. We'd probably light a few Menorahs as well, just to show how at war with Christmas we really are. Naturally, there would be no praying.