Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Come For The Excessive Speed, Stay For The Insane Drive-In Intermission Music




Almost thirty minutes of concentrated NHRA 1950s awesomeness.

The winning driver goes all Roethlesberger on the beauty queen at the end there.

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Altitude. Altitude




The Borderline Sociopathic Blog For Boys enjoys a certain amount of insouciance in the face of heavy weather like Hurricane Sandy. We approve of dancing in your undershorts in a puddle behind a ridiculous TV news drone clutching a microphone while modeling North Face mountaineering togs that have never been worn anywhere the subway doesn't run.

But of course, laughing in the face of danger is nothing compared to keeping a straight face and facing danger down while doing something important and serious. The US Coast Guard rescued almost all the crewmen of the Bounty in the middle of a hurricane. That's the stuff right there.

(Thanks to BSBFB devotee Bond, Stanley Bond for sending that one along)

My Peeps. My Bruthas. They Are Legion. They Are Everywhere




Sandy cheeks.

Monday, October 29, 2012

You Know What They All Say: Live Fast, Die Young, And Leave A Contused Corpse Covered With Road Rash




The video is rather uneventful, considering the speed and the traffic. Dude's not long for this world, though. But then again; who is?

Saturday, October 27, 2012

I Did That On Porpoise




It would take me approximately thirty seconds to drown myself with that apparatus, which wouldn't seem so bad because I'd just stave my head in within a minute anyway.


(Thanks to friend of the BSBFB Dave Griffin for sending that one along)

Friday, October 26, 2012

Two Steps Forward, One Step Back




Trinity University was trailing 24-22 to Millsaps College, with time for one more play. 60 yards, 15 laterals, and 62 seconds later...

Thursday, October 25, 2012

How To Grow A Moustache



I didn't realize eating raw onions had medicinal qualities. I just do it for the flavor. But then again, behind my moustache is another fist.

Amazing how many knockoff Borderline Sociopathic Blogs there are now.

Mademan.com

Monday, October 22, 2012

I Don't Know About You, But I Just Like Walking Around Saying "Ningaloo" Over And Over Again




You have to have a heart of stone not to enjoy saying Ningaloo.

From the YouTube page:
Clouds are a rare sight at Ningaloo Reef in Western Australia - we have about 330 days of sunshine with blue skies each year.
A good friend of mine, who owns a Microlight flight school up here, took me for a spin around some beautiful cloud formation in his Airborne XT912. Apart from a little bumpy take-off and landing, conditions were an absolute joy and we decided to go up to 10,000 feet.
The views of the cape and the reef were just spectacular, and with some cool tunes playing over the inter-com we could have stayed up forever.
Nice. About a century ago, people got the wacky idea that most everybody might like to ride around in an automobile. Fifty years later, we got the wacky idea that average people might like to fly to remote destinations on an airliner. Now guys are starting their own air forces and space programs.



Sunday, October 21, 2012

Sportfishing. Now With Added Defense




A 600 pound marlin decided he had a few questions.
  • Was there something you wanted? 
  • Are you talking to me? 
  • Can I help you? 
  • You want a piece of me? 
  • Would you like to go home and get your big brother?
  • Do I hear your mother calling you?
  • Got any more bait...
(Thanks to Charles Schneider for sending that one along)

Friday, October 19, 2012

I Told You. No Capes




Say what you like about his riding skills, but his mom isn't bad looking.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Sooner Or Later, We're Going To Have To Act Somewhat Adult-ish




Let's face facts, lads. Sooner or later we're going to have to grow up.

No, no -- no use in whining. We'll have to put the supersoakers filled with lighter fluid and rigged with a Zippo up on the shelf. That go-kart you put the Hayabusa motor on will need to be parked in the garage next to the leaf blower you made from a jet engine. You're going to have to store all your serrated steel frisbees in that barrel you used to go over the falls. It's time to be a man.

We must procreate. I realize you've been making the bouncy-bouncy like a lab rat on crack for quite some time, but sooner or later it's got to matter. It's minivan time. Time to extend the line, before you hit the wall. This fellow in the  video has the right idea. Time to get domestic.

Besides, if you have a little kid with you in Toys R Us, you can buy twice as many LEGO sets without people looking at you funny.

(Thanks to Brian Erb for sending that one along)

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Little Known Fact: If You Learned To Fight By Watching Movies, You'd Be Disemboweled In A Viking Slap Fight




Then again, nothing you learn by watching movies is of any use to you in the real world anyway. Romance in movies is a protection order in real life. You will not become Marvin Hagler because you're angry. And I don't know how to break it to you, but animals and babies can't talk.



Monday, October 15, 2012

Before NASA Was Replaced By NASACAR There Was Joe Kittinger




Joe Kittinger was suitably saluted by the crew that put Felix Baumgartner up at the edge of space to break his record. But we should never forget the difference between a stunt and feat of real daring, made in the interest of pushing the human race forward.

"If I have seen a little further, it is by standing on the shoulders of Giants." said Sir Isaac Newton, himself standing on the shoulders of John of Salisbury.

Sometimes they're red-headed, freckled giants. 

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Remember, Kids: Gravity Is Easy. Engineering Is Hard




Well, he survived, so he can go back to school and figure it out for next time.

(Thanks to Gerard at American Digest, who performs this stunt from time to time on a shower curtain rod in his bathroom)

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Sometimes, There's A Man...




I won't say a hero, 'cause, what's a hero? But sometimes, there's a man. And I'm talkin' about this Dude in the culottes here. Sometimes, there's a man, well, he's the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that's this Dude, solving a Rubik's cube while doing one-handed push-ups...

Awww. I lost my train of thought here.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Kickin' It Old School




Before we get all NFL-y on this charming fellow's future, please note that every field goal kick he makes in the video would be blocked during a game. Trajectory's too low.

His coffin corner punts, however...

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Disco's Dead. Longboarding Is Fine




Don't laugh; if gas goes up another fifty cents, this is how you'll be commuting to work. Hope you work downhill somewhere.

Monday, October 8, 2012

Stand Back; I'm Going To Try SCIENCE!




I'm a scientician. I'd tell you never to try this at home, but where else would anyone allow you to try it? Do as I do -- go out in the garage when dad's not home and hook everything up to everything else, and turn that sucker on. Freebase all the fumes, stick your fingers in all the molten puddles, grab everything glowing and see if you get a tingle. Yell, Eureka! once in a while, or Ouch!, or Oops!, whatever; but no matter what happens -- keep scienceing!

You see, true sciencing is not the stuffy, boring, procedural perdition you've been led to expect. It's a blast! I mean that every which way. Let those girlie men in white coats and wraparound lenses cluck their tongues and check things off on some antiseptic clipboard to earn their bread. Bah! A real sciencer like me isn't going to stand there giving directions to a bunch of albino mice in a maze. Manly men scientophiles eat the cheese and then fart and set the methane on fire, after painting little numbers on the mice and racing them.

Science!

(thanks to that friend of discovery Gerard at American Digest for sending that one along)

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Friday, October 5, 2012

Thursday, October 4, 2012

I Did It, Dad!




Sons and fathers dream of the same thing: The day you pass dad.