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.

Sweet, 15 for the price of 1! Allah Sharkbar!

Sweet, he wont be needing to buy any cottage cheese ever again. Got himself a factory on his back.

Warthog: So, can I have some of this food? Rhino: When...*puts on sunglasses* pigs fly. Warthog: YEEEAAAHHH!...*thunk*

Only put this one under Cool because is severely lacking attention. Unless videos of N' Sync coming together one last time to collectively take a dump on Britney Spears' chest start surfacing, we might have to shitcan the category entirely.

He did 90 in a residential and then 70 into a landscaping truck. That may be good enough to pass your driver's test in New Jersey, but you're shit out of luck with the fuzz.

Being able to win a gun fight with a katana is indeed awesome. But nowhere near as awesome as Mr Fantastic's penis. A pair of Bugle Boy cut-offs and some roller skates would make you a Long Beach legend.

Dude did just about everything you'd expect out of a Hollywood action movie except fuck Angelina Jolie at the end. I'm impressed.

I don't know what's more impressive. Her surviving uninjured, or that 47 people weren't clinging to the side of passenger car #18.

Epic bull is epic.

This man clearly proves Terminator 2 is not fiction. I fucking knew it.