That shit was like watching a movie, due to cameras being everywhere and the fact that no one can hit for shit.

Who ever edited this security footage deserves an Oscar. The suspense kept me on the edge of my seat...and judging by the end, this is a great way to meet chicks.

Someone's been doing their kegel exercises. Like their old slogan says; Guinness for strength!

Looks like the bear isn't the only one that shits in the woods.

Frank Sinatra will never be the same.

They came through the dog door like a bunch of raccoons...which means I can call them coons without being racist...right?

Looks to me like they were just trying to blow what ever was playing that horrid music the fuck up.

I'm not actually sure they have a policy in place for this. You might say they were...WINGING IT!

RUSSIANS OUTTA FUCKING NOWHERE! The other 364 days of the year Santa is actually climbing out of chimneys as part of the Spetsnaz.

Thank God someone rescued that calf or else it may not have made it to slaughter.

All those donuts finally paid off, getting that extra weight needed to stop a runner like that.

So he's replacing a tattoo with a huge scar, makes sense, as long as the scar doesn't also look like his ex-wife.