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Yo Dawg
November 19th, 2012 12:00 PM
Help us document the spread of the classic "Yo Dawg" jokes on the Internet.
The Day the Earth Stopped Masturbating
November 16th, 2012 11:30 PM
The GoldenMoustacheVideo YouTube channel released this video showing what happens when fapping is outlawed.
The Internet Reacts to Hostess Liquidation
November 16th, 2012 10:32 PMToday's news of the iconic American bakery company's closure has led many fans to hoard up and pay tribute to the all-American junk food, not to mention some hilariously high price auctions for Twinkies on eBay.
Call Me Maybe: Heart Rate Monitor Edition
November 16th, 2012 9:30 PMFor his Music Hack Day @MIT project, programmer Ryan Challinor used a heart rate monitor to control the tempo of Carley Rae Jepsen's Call Me Maybe with his own heartbeat.
Smells Like Manly Tears
November 16th, 2012 9:00 PM
That feel's aroma is a lingering mix of sweat and regret, with just a touch of cold spaghetti.
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The Internet Reacts to Hostess Liquidation
Today's news of the iconic American bakery company's closure has led many fans to hoard up and pay tribute to the all-American junk food, not to mention some hilariously high price auctions for Twinkies on eBay.
Call Me Maybe: Heart Rate Monitor Edition
For his Music Hack Day @MIT project, programmer Ryan Challinor used a heart rate monitor to control the tempo of Carley Rae Jepsen's Call Me Maybe with his own heartbeat.
Smells Like Manly Tears
That feel's aroma is a lingering mix of sweat and regret, with just a touch of cold spaghetti.
