Girl Learns To Crash Moped

This just may answer that old question of nature vs. nurture: Are girls naturally terrible drivers or is it a learned behavior? I have a feeling that genetical research may well yield the answers to this mystery.

Ones of Vice’s intrepid reporters takes a trip to Colombia - Not content with just trying on the garbs, the journo agrees to wear them while the designer shoots him. Balls of steel.

YouTube user Jamie Costa has uploaded a loving tribute to the sadly departed movie legend in which he acts out some of Williams’ most famous roles. And his resemblance is nothing short if uncanny.

A young Canucks fan takes the crowd by storm with his kick-ass dance moves. This little guy got to meet Dan Hamhuis after the game and get a signed jersey as well.

Sometimes the easiest of challenges are still too much. Ok, so he can't figure out how to eat ice cream AND he's red-headed? This kid is going to have his work cut out for him in life. Chill bro'!

Just when you think he is about to take it extremely badly he some how bounces off and edge and ends up back on his feet. Bravo young jedi.

Two lucky people in this crash: neither the driver nor the camera man were hurt. If you listen closely, you can hear them both say 'sacre bleu' right as the car crunches into the tree.

I imagine this is exactly what the Super Best Friends would have been like in their twilight years. Mind you, If I was Batman I would have ditched Robin a long, long time ago. That dude is so goddamn lame.

Sorry, dude, but they clearly aren't into light-haired gay bears, best wait for the mens races you might have more luck then.

In the true essence of ‘evil’, these jokers dressed up a 4 foot dummy to look like a trick or treater complete with bag of candy. Then off they went door to door with their fake “Timmy” to see what kind of reactions they’d get.

How urgent is your journey to the other side of this bridge, maybe go the long way this time? This is what happens when you let your engineers drink Vodka during lunch break.