No, Really; People Used To Do This

They See Us Rollin'; They Hatin'

Family Comes First

If you make fun of my little brother, there's going to be trouble.

Beats Cleaning Out Their Stalls

The horse that still has a rider at the finish line generally wins. That's the way to bet, anyway.

I Will Have A Nickname

I will never go to see No, No, Nanette.

First Gear, It's Alright. Second Gear, I Lean Right. Third Gear, Hang On Tight

Racing's Fine, But Would It Kill You To Take A Right Turn Occasionally?

Monaco 1972. Bonus Grace Kelly sighting. Hubba hubba.

For Some Reason, Synchronized Swimming Is An Olympic Event, But This Isn't

Season's About Over. Better Find Some Way To Hurt Yourself In Shorts Now

Hey, South America's just opening up for business!

Real Men Of Genius

Here's to you, Mr. I'm Not Technically In This Marching Band

There's A Bathroom On The Right

Catch a wave and you're sittin' on top of the world. Let's boogie!

Our Kinda Guy

It's the laughter at the end that makes it. Remember, NO WHINGING

All Right; Bananas.

The banana flintlock pistol. Very nice. If you're confronted by an angry primate wielding one of these, you're in trouble. As a public service, the BSBFB urges you to bone up on your self-defense technique before it's too late.

Self Defense Against Fresh Fruit:

The Borderline Boy Goes Places And Sees Things

Still the coolest thing I ever saw on television.

What It Was, Was Football

Three yards and a cloud of dust. Awww Yeahhh.

Great Moments In Failure. Chapter Six: The Great Escape

The Changing Of The Guards And The Tourist's Underpants

These guards are, of course, ceremonial, but have no doubt; they're prepared to fire projectiles at any time:

I Wonder If Lawrence Of Arabia Was Half As Cool As The Guy Who Portrayed Him In The Movie?

That would be pretty cool, indeed. It's the greatest adventure movie ever made, which makes it the greatest movie ever made.

I Was The Toughest Kid In My Neighborhood...

...until some boys moved in.

After That, They Do The Dishes With A Woodchipper

INCOMING! Er, I Mean: OUTGOING!

March 8th, 2010, at the Pamplonada Pirotecnia in Tultepec, Mexico.



From variablek's YouTube page:

Chances are, if you've ever bought a firework in Mexico, it was made in Tultepec.

The local firework factories, families, and businesses build massive floats (approximately two stories tall) called toritos. They are made from paper maché and other materials in the likeness of a bull, covered completely and decorated with rockets, and painted up to look like any number of themes — chickens, dragons, Emiliano Zapata — there was even a Minnesota Viking torito.

...The evening begins with the parade of toritos through the center of Tultepec. Live music, singing, chanting (usually hyping up one firework company or another), and consumption of beer and pulche ensue.

...The parade ends as the sun sets, and one by one a torito will enter the center of the town square where throngs of people anxiously await chanting, "Fuego! Fuego! Fuego!" (Fire! Fire! Fire!)

The True Borderline Boy Finds The Rocket After It Lands, And Eats It

Bacon Rockets. What a concept!



"Once the rockets are up, who cares where they come down?
That's not my department," says Wernher von Braun"


Rathergood.com

Will A Lava Lamp Work On Jupiter Is A Secondary Question

The primary question is: "Will I get caught if I mug you and take the greatest Erector Set on Earth from you?"

The Gold Standard Rube Goldberg Machine

If you don't have any wholesome pastimes like alcoholism or chronic masturbation available to you, perhaps you could fill up your days making something marvelous like this:



(Thanks to Charles at Johnny Glendale for sending along the link)

This, Ladies And Gentlemen, Is The Urge That Drove Magellan Around The Globe

It drove Hillary to the roof of the world; Balboa to place his foot on the very spine of a new world to look upon a new ocean. The crow's nest of the Santa Maria was manned by the same doughty souls you see here. Since time immemorial, it has always been the same with the male of the species: There is nothing too dumb to try. Now hold my beer and watch this:



(From our friend Gerard at American Digest)

Man Was Not Put On This Earth, Equipped With That Huge Pre-Frontal Cortex, To Live At The Mercy Of The Elements

The design is flawless, if you overlook the lack of a deck gun to shoot at snowplows as they wall in the end of your driveway.

(Thanks to Charles at Johnny Glendale for sending this one along.)

I Don't Know His Name, But I'd Stay The Hell Off His Lawn If I Were You

Hey Kids! Don't Try This At Home!

Try it at the old rock quarry, silly.

The Beatles. Confusing Adults Since The Sixties

Best. Music Video. Evar.

As I recall, these numbskulls made the second best music video ever, too.

Extreme Chess: Make Sure Your Opponent Will Be Afraid Of Thrown Pieces If He Wins

Gomi Style

Harley-Davidson WL. The Cure For Rommel

The Harley-Davidson WLA/WLC






Harley-Davidson, on the eve of World War II, was already supplying the Army with a military-specific version of its 45" WL line, called the WLA. (The A in this case stood for "Army".) Upon the outbreak of war, the company, along with most other manufacturing enterprises, shifted to war work. Over 90,000 military motorcycles, mostly WLAs and WLCs (the Canadian version) would be produced, many to be provided to allies. Harley-Davidson received two Army-Navy ‘E’ Awards, one in 1943 and the other in 1945, which were awarded for Excellence in Production. (Wikipedia)