New Injury: WII Hip Flexor

During last Xmas break, I almost blew out my elbow battling my nephew in Wii sports. This video reveals a new potential Nintendo related injury: the Wii hip flexor.



Aside from wanting to buy the man who recorded this video and posted it on a Youtube a cold beverage or 20,I see endless possibilities with this type of proactive Wii sexual activity.

Instead of guys sulking or sneaking around after the significant other bans them from attending gentleman clubs, dudes can up the ante by making it rain in their own living room.

The guy saves mad loot, the woman gets some exercise, and hopefully mutual O faces occur. Win, Fn Win, happy endings for everyone. (Unless you lady is fat, prude and ugly, aka, the reason you have a reserved ring side seat at sniffer's row in the first place)

This Wii game could create a whole generation of aspiring strippers, who will be ready to show off their Wii skills at public poles everywhere.

And people say the terrorists won, BS.

HT:Sqwable

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Her Boots are Made for Stalking

Alright, I keep writing that I am not going to turn this blog into some Erin Andrews Shrine. However, when I get pictures like this sent to me, what is a red blooded male supposed to do with them?

Does a booze hound pass up a free cocktail? Does a stoner skip a free hit of Mary Jane? Does a good wing man not jump on the grenade so his buddy can score with her friend? No, Never, and Hell No.

Keeping these pictures to myself would violate every unspoken man law imaginable.

It is my duty to provide them to Andrews stalkers everywhere. You are all welcome.

Happy Friday.



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