Ninja Say What?!
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Yo, yo. Yo. They be gettin' younger every day bro, you know. Been rapping since he was four, pimping his momma since he was three. Busting ho's since he was two. This kid is fresh yo, and he'll fuck you up for real.
You know those backflips that are like, double backflips. Like a double backflip, all across the sky. We're witnessing history here, from Aaron "Wheelz" Fotheringham. And to celebrate such an achievement God (or maybe Aaron) made it rain skittles.
Get your daily dose of WTF courtesy of this music video for Hey Champ. It's got everything you could need: women with dolphin boobs. Yeah, you read that right. Look no further for deeply disturbing imagery. Happy Monday.
There's always that time, you've taken a great photo. The light's right, the angle, the expression of the subject. It's just all so perfect. But it's missing something. That drunken guy in the background raising his glass ruining your shot. Well now comes a handy tool to shoop him in!
Break out that Prohibition era whiskey, get a speakeasy going, get your friends round dressed in flapper fashion, put up some Art Deco and jive to this medley of the Billboard's top ten 4 Sept 2010 played 1920s style.
Bowzer's Castle featuring the soldiers from Contra, Mega Man, Ninja Turtles, Donkey Kong, Guile, and Pac-Man ghosts. Tetris with Duck Hunt, all set to the wistful sounds of the NES yesteryear. It's like the collective unconscious of the geek world has digitally spurted a nerdgasm into a dreamscape of 8-bit gaming wonder years.
Ballet babes vs Street dancing sweeties in a classic dance-off! – Except these ballerinas have the grace of a trampled swan, and the street dancers don’t fair much better - Basically the way most of us dance. AWESOME!
From the minds behind Conan the Barbarian: The Musical comes this piece of awesome pie. This shit should be on broadway: Arnie laments the fact he can't just shoot the crap put of people in T2, because of John Conner and his damn conscious. Poetic.
When people say they can play Black Sabbath's "Iron Man" on electric guitar, do they usually have lightning bolts shooting from their bodies like Zeus has come down from Mount Olympus to fuck shit up to some honky white trash classic? No, they don't.
Sometimes you drink to forget, and sometimes you just drink. Here is a world populated by mysterious men in suits fighting each other and puking. Can they remain sober? Will they remember what they said to that girl from accounts? It's a dangerous place bent from twisted fantasy. It is Inebriation. The drunk is real.

