OK. Ok. We haven't had a fun bag in some time. It's ok though. We're doing fine. We've just, you know, had better stuff to do than post days-old videos of stuff. The Internet works at lightspeed, people. Posting a weekly recap is like writing an obituary nowadays.
But whatever. It's still fun.
For instance, here's a girl eating it on a bike.
I remember when this happened. Someone posted it on twitter today, which brought me back to the good times of when Stromile Swift was doing this instead of stalking chicks.
Heath Bell grew up watching Angels in the Outfield.
And that's all I got. Except for another JaVale planking picture. God help me, I think they're hilarious.
Oof. Icehouse hasn't been here in a while, and that's mostly my fault. I say mostly, but it's everyone's fault besides mine. Whatever. Daddy's here now and he's got some sweet ass content for you.
Not really, it's mostly pictures that have been sitting on my desktop. God I'm lazy.
So let's get it kicked off!
First up, even though Free Darko is no longer, you can still get some sweet ass stuff from their store, but it's for a limited time only. If anyone wants to buy me this poster, I'd send you a thank you email.
Moving on, here's a very uncomfortable ticket to a game.
Andrei Kirilenko is doing more to become the WereRussian.
Hockey is happening. So is this.
JaVale McGee now has a Guiness World Record, and it's not for having the most capitalized letters in his name.
Joe Paterno is contemplative, and has some ice cream.
Be nice to bikers. They have to deal with some serious bullshit.
Shawn Marion hasn't given a fuck in ages.
Steve Breaston be deep, yo.
This video is kind of the shit, but on the real, nobody should be comparing LeBron (or anyone for that matter) to Michael Jordan. Moreover, Scottie Pippen is a dumbshit.
All things considered, this is a pretty legit brawl.
Scooter Biceps is hilarious.
Have fun out there, fuckers. Also, we have a surprise coming for you for the next post. One love.
Oh man, the Friday before memorial day has to be a top ten least productive day. Correct? and no, packing coolers and buying food does not count as productivity, that's a necessity.
Anyway, time to get down and party. Tom Brady is already two steps ahead of us.
Obama is again, already two steps ahead.
Speaking of late night shows, Jimmy Fallon has been killing it. I used to absolutely loathe Fallon on SNL, but I have to give him credit for his Neil Young impression. Graham Nash What What!!!
The Muppets will make any movie awesome.
South Park took on the NCAA in a recent episode. I DARE you to not think of Cartman's ridiculous southern plantation owner accent every time you hear "Student Athletes"
For all the irrational Lebron haters out there.
Memorial Weekend is the unofficial start to backyard games season. I'm partial to Quoits, but it seems like everyone likes cornhole, so whatever.
Finally, The Indy 500 is this weekend. Instead of just putting up some godaddy ad with Danica Patrick looking sexy but not doing anything (similar to her racing career) Or bitching about how my childhood idol, Michael Andretti, always got screwed out of Indy wins. I'll just let Bunny explain it.
HAHA just kidding. Icehouse is ready for this weeekend. BIGTIME. This is actually a pretty sweet time of the year, sports-wise. Baseball is still new and exciting. The Masters is happening, plus the Champions League is now coming down to it. If you missed this past week's game, you missed a lot of blowouts.
But, there were a shitload of wacky goals. Stankovic.
High School Dunk Contest. Ballislife is the shiznit.
The description of this video is "huckfest carnage." Fuck yeah it is.
WHHHOOOOAAAAAAAAAA EJECT.
Snooki's finishing move was awesome. Sorry for the shit-tastic video, but it's worth watching.
Sabonis made the hall of fame this year. ARVYDAS SABONIS. So, Icehouse presents this clip of Sabonis highlights, set to "November Rain."
Icehouse is at the office. Lame. All I know is Julio Borbon, you are a fuckstick. Way to get an error on the first play of the season.
ANYWAY. Let's have some fun.
First up, style tips from Zaza Pachulia.
Also, this happened.
I know next to nothing about cricket, but this movie looks awesome.
The first couple of minutes of this is sad and I didn't like when they show Shane's helmet cam about to take off, because I knew what happened next and I didn't want to see it. But, the latter half of the video is an amazing tribute, hilarious and all around totally badass.
Bossaball? Bossaball.
I am just plain happy that Ochocinco tried out for Sporting KC.
That's what I got for you today. For me, it's back to business.
WOOOO Ballin with Chris Brown! I'd like to see Chris Brown get in somebody's face at the Cage (where he is in the photo, West 4th NYC). Basically because I'd like to see him try to fight something that is neither a woman nor a glass window.
That's neither here nor there. WOO! FRIDAY! Let's get bizzzay.
To get you ready for partying, here's Bill Cosby dancing to dubstep.
Here's a bunch of people falling on their bikes in England. Don't laugh, that shit looks hard.
Yes. YES. Not a cloud in the sky and Dallas's version of St. Patrick's day is tomorrow. Icehouse gon drank. Icehouse is ready.
Are you? Probably. Let's get to the videos.
First of all, here's the trailer for "Where the Trail Ends."
Somebody took all of Gareth Bale's highlights from his game against defending European Champion Inter Milan and made it into a dope-ass animated video. It's purty.
You like cricket? Do you?
Trailer for the new Travis Rice film, The Art of FLIGHT. They use the same camera technology as Planet Earth and the best snowboarders in the world to make this gorgeousness.
WINNING at Call of Duty. (Warning: Lead-in ad)
Cheerleaders freak out over anything.
Jacob Tucker. Dunk highlight reel. Worth your time.
Blake Griffin makes a Mars Blackmon tape for USC Tight End Jordan Cameron. Except they miss the crucial line. For shame.
GET THAT DEAL DONE YOU COCKSUCKERS. I WILL BURN EVERYTHING THE FUCK DOWN IF THERE IS NO NFL.
Ok. Got that out of the system. Woo. WOO. It's March. Spring has sprung. It's time to get down. First things first, update the old voicemail.
Secondly, watch some Internet videos.
Seriously, Americans should learn other languages.
Jetpack + skis = one more reason cross-country skiing is gay.
In soccer, if a player on the other team gets hurt for real, you kick the ball out of bounds so that guy can get help. It is considered common courtesy to give the ball back afterwards, and extremely bad form if you don't. In Italy, it is cause for a match-ending sissy fight.
Chamillionaire has a story about Michael Jordan. It behooves us to listen.
Icehouse likes riding his bike. This guy totally sucks and it's a good thing that the cops caught him. Nobody wants to go to jail in Brazil. NOBODY.
And of course, the NFL's most modern tradition: Rich Eisen's 40 yard dash.
I want to say I'm indifferent about Justin Beiber, and I kind of feel bad for him. I mean the only people that like him are 12-15 year old girls and Usher. Anyway, he was on CSI and he got got.
Inevitable
Finally, this was sent in by Don Deleware. It's pertinant because fishing season is right around the corner.
Here we have a crazy downhill mountain bike course in Brazil, and the inevitable epic crash. That's a whole lot of damage done to his bike.
Hypnosis, breakdancing, fat guy striptease, and a double off-the-top-turnbuckle finisher. It's perfect.
More wrasslin'? You bet. Believe it or not, Icehouse has actually been to this very arena.
You gotta do something to entertain yourselves when you live in Kansas. Make the most of it Jayhawks. How's that home winning streak going? HARHARHARHARHAR.
Icehouse is out of town probably having fun doing fun things. Me? I like to play it cool. No literally, there are sheets of ice surrounding the Lattimer compound.
As you know, GRH is a fan of winter sports, but we've been a little light on snowboarding.
Say what you want about NY fans, but they got this one exactly right. Honestly, do you think Michael got a movie after 2 years on the charts. Fuck and No.
You know it kind of makes me upset that weathermen get so excited over weather when the rest of us are still digging out of this mess, but I guess they get to have their fun too. Here's some weather porn.
We see you Dwight
I've said this a hundred times, but unless you are Redskin scum, it is impossible to hate the current Philadelphia Eagles.
It's Super Bowl weekend, and this could possibly be the greatest match up of douchey fan bases we have ever seen. It's a tough call, but if the Packers win they will affect me less. I'm going with them.
WOO! Kevin Love is awesome and Snoop is a sell out Steelers fan.
Yes. YES. Tomorrow is the first day I'll be able to sleep in since Sunday, January 16. So you know. We gon drank.
Kevin Love wants that All-Star bid so bad, he'll go viral for it. He also deserves it, but All-Star voting is retarded, and just looking at the numbers is enough to make your head explode.
I thought about posting this picture, and leaving it as the only thing for the fun bag. Because completely out of context, it's nothing short of phenomenal.
POVs are always fun.
Zack Follett is delightfully insane. Everything seems to be going well, right up until Satan shows up. Don't trip off that lust spot.
Mike Modano's day goes from bad to worse. Just watch until the end.
And now we have the latest installation of Lattimer's favorite meme: Guile Theme Goes With Everything.
The greatest athletic tournament that exists is this weekend. That's right, the Royal Rumble.
And finally, for your reference, who has all the sweet seats at the Staples Center for Lakers games. Which reminds me, what kind of dog food do you think the hospitality folks provide for Khloe Kardashian?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Another fun bag for yous guys. BACK OFF OR I'LL FIGHT YOU!
Get 'em, Mac.
So yeah. Icehouse has to go to a work conference this weekend. That means that this Saturday and Sunday is essentially ONE BIGASS WEDNESDAY for him. Fuck.
So let's kick this pig.
Here we have a friend of commenter Brian and myself, Trevyn Newpher (in the blue), kickin' ass in Whistler.
Utah Jazz Bear vs. Some Cavs Fan. WHO YA GOT?
This video is all over the Internet. So that means you get it here too.
Nate Robinson is better at makes burritos the same way he runs the point: Sloppily, with a lot of talk.
And to round out this week: Another person that Ochocinco knows that I only wish that I knew.
What's going on here? Is this my first fun bag of the new year? Man. That's depressing. Actually, like Blake Griffin, you can see how many shits I actually give. Tell 'em, Blake.
That's what I'm talkin about.
Let's get it on. Beginning with Earl "Motherfucking" Boykins. It just looks bizarre to read it spelled out like that.
Everybody should vote for Rudy Gay for All-Star. Everybody. To make things easier, here's the link to vote.
This is fake, but that doesn't take away from how great it is.
While stealing a Skyjack seems like a great idea, in the end, it's a bit short-sighted.
If you pride yourself in athletics, you want to play against the best competition possible. I can honestly say that I do not want to bat against this guy.
Theismann knows.
I don't mind Josh McRoberts wanting to be in the dunk contest (he has hops) and I certainly don't mind McRoberts and Brandon Rush parodying White Men Can't Jump. In related news, HAHAHAHAHAHA DUKE LOST TO FLORIDA STATE.
Rex Ryan as Han Solo is beautiful. We'll definitely be watching that game.
And finally, Sad Keanu belongs with Eric Spoelstra.
Well, that was awesome. Let's go everybody. Nothing more to be done. Time to party.
Weekend is here and the first thing everyone needs to do is go on a fantastic voyage....with a hover round.
Whenever I'm at parties or weddings people ask me to dance. I tell them I don't dance, i simply do football agility drills to the beat of the music. People thought I was crazy until now.
Icehouse is probably the best half court shooter I know, but I think he may have some competition.
Remember my advice on not making college rap videos? Just an FYI but that DOES apply to sororities. Who doesn't like Baylor KKG? Flavor. Flavor and self respect.
Finally, the BCS championship is on the horizon. If there's one thing I'll say it's that never ever underestimate the insanity of SEC fans. I don't know what I would do without you, you crazy lovable bastards.
Getting back into the tradition of putting up pictures of drunk athletes is a lot easier when you've got a wasted Reggie Miller (REGGIE MILLER?) giving to a barebacked floozie. Holla.
Okay, on to the pre-Christmas funbag. Ho ho ho.
Electric Eels are cool. Alligators are also cool. An alligator eating an electric eel? Well, that's just crazy enough to be viewed by dozens of people.
More from the wacky animal department, this is a parrot singing the most famous Drowning Pool song. Notably, the lead singer of this band died in an overdose years ago. Reincarnation advocates are probably sitting up in their papasan chairs right now.
This is a little old, maybe a week or so, but it's still worth viewing. I read somewhere that releasing the trailer to "The Beaver" is essentially announcing a "Remix The Beaver Trailer with Mel's Psychotic Rant" contest to the internet. Here's the contest winner.
Now on to the crap I like, which is traditional stand up comedy (FART NOISE). The A.V. Club released it's Bst Comedy Albums of 2010 list, along with some clips. Feel free to peruse the whole list, but here are a couple of my favs:
Hope everyone enjoys this last weekend of shopping before Christmas. I'm sure it won't make anyone want to commit murder. See you kids out there.
So yeah. The Holidays are here. We had a Christmas office party today. It was ok, I guess. I wasn't working, so that was good, but it was just an organized stress-free gathering, not necessarily a Partay, if you know what I'm talking about. There's something so unsettling about trying to be social but still needing to be professional. Fuck that noise. There's no middle ground with Icehouse.
Whatever, let's just get through this so I can drink a daiquiri while driving home.
First, we have the dreaded BUTT DRAG. If this kid serves time, I hope somebody quotes Office Space to him.
Eli Young band is like less successful Rascal Flatts. Or emo Big & Rich. Or something awful. Look, fuck them and their Affliction Ed Hardy bullshit.
The NBA has hit it's stride. Things are starting to shake out, the teams are gelling, and Jamal Crawford is breaking your ass down, chump. Got 'im, Coach.
Just so you don't forget, Rajon Rondo is bananas.
I like to think that everybody in Montana is like this. Don't spoil it for me.
From what I've heard, this video is uncomfortably accurate.
And finally, Grand Theft Auto come to life. I envy this kid.
Well, that was fun. Give us a little escapism, Alana.
Man. It's been a while. Sorry to all of our followers who expected more productivity from us. Not really.
Anyway. It's been a time for family and togetherness. Wooooo! Shirtless drinkin! Ok. Let's get bizzay.
So last night, Icehouse went and saw Love and Other Drugs. The movie a) is a late 90's period piece and b) features a lot of Anne Hathaway naked. Like, a whole lot. THIS IS NOT TO SAY THAT THIS MOVIE IS ACCEPTABLE TO SEE. The nudity was simply a ploy to make guys be all, "yeah, it was awesome, there was tits." No. The tits merely linked together one unfunny scene to the next. So yeah, go see Faster starring Dwayne Johnston.
Annnnyways.
First and foremost, the year in scandals. Taiwanese animation style.
Last night LeBron went all LEBRON JAMES on the Cavs. He knew he was going to have some animosity coming into the game, but he looks pretty surprised and butthurt from Mo Williams dissing him.
And now, here's a WHOLE LOT OF PUKE.
Downhill mountain biker Brian Lopes makes me want to shit my pants by flying down this course in Whistler, British Columbia.
Here's some super fun ski crashes, in honor of the opening of the season.
This is a new meme. It has immediately endeared itself to Lattimer and myself.
Charles Bronson kills hipsters. Bout fucking time.
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