We dug through the comments looking for the best user submitted caption for our most recent Tosh.0 Caption Challenge.

After much deliberation, we picked the following caption from a comment left by the user jklol.

"Do my feet smell bad to you?"

Thanks to everyone who submitted!  Check back tomorrow at 12 pm for another edition the Tosh.0 Caption Challenge where you'll once again have an opportunity to try to prove if you're funnier than Tosh.0!

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What’s more important: Holding on for dear life or freeing up a hand to make sure this gets on the internet? Internet. In fact, it's not even impressive that they were mechanically able to put a motorcycle engine into a golf cart. The impressive part is that they survived. The only thing that could make a motorcycle any more dangerous would be combining it with the tiny wheels, lack-of-maneuverability and top-heaviness of a golf cart.

I bet this would be a hit at retirement communities.

What if you were restricted to keeping your conversations to a 140 character count? If you didn't already, that is, outside of Twitter. (That was 138 characters, FYI).

Too bad he hasn't heard of XLTweet, Twtlong, or Twtlonger– could have saved him a job. If you're going to be an internet nerd, may as well go full out and know all of your options.
(I know about those sites because I researched.)

Okay, I'm an internet nerd. But at least I don't have conversations all under 140 characters.

[via Poptub]

I was reflecting today on the guy who runs that Twitter account @ShitMyDadSays, Justin Halpern.

He's like hugely famous now!  People want to give him book deals and TV shows and interview him and stuff, all because he has some silly Twitter account of garbage his dad said.  Not stuff he said!  I can write stuff other people said!

So let the rip-off begin…

My father was never big into cursing.  He'd be really upset it I used the word "shit" in a such a public forum as the Internet.  So I decided I'd just go with the word "poop."  @PoopMyDadSays was still available on Twitter, so…

Check it out: twitter.com/poopmydadsays.  It's hilarious!

HBO mini-series producers, you can just direct message me on Twitter.  Thanks.

At the time of writing, the creepy red-haired kid with big teeth seen above (who goes by the user name TheRapperWhoEats) has uploaded 461 videos to YouTube — the vast majority of which are well under a minute long (usually under 10 seconds) – and his account is only five months old.

But even more frightening is that 446 of those videos have been made within the last month.  That's when this weirdo really hit his stride.  Apparently, he finds videos that are popular on YouTube, titles his posts "RE: [Insert That Video's Name Here]," and then just stares at his webcam and makes annoying noises.  (See an example above.)

And, since society is screwed up, this practice has earned him over 60,000 channel views.

What is his problem?  Why does he do this?  What exactly are his intentions?

I'm no psychologist, but I think it's because he's a jerk.

Oh, and his parents don't love him enough.  Almost forgot about that one.

This story came out over the weekend about a Canadian Playboy model whose Facebook account was suspended after she posted racy pictures of herself on their site. At least one social networking site is serious about standards.  Facebook is not going to stoop to other sites like MySpace's level of internet filth, and they're letting this Playboy model– and the rest of the world– know about it.  

But the story doesn't end there.  The model's took the issue public, telling a local radio DJ about the story on air. Facebook then suspended HIS account!  

Wow! They're not having any of it over there at Facebook headquarters.  
That, or someone in charge just really hates glittery graphics and has dedicated their lives to banning them from their site. You let them in with glittery graphics, then it's just sex city from there on out, am I right Tila Tequila?

It's amazing that Facebook will allow every single friend I have (and really don't care about) to post 37 quiz results and email me about it through their site all day long, but they have a huge problem with some pictures of a girl in lingerie.  

Priorities, Facebook. If you're going to keep acting like this, I'm going back to Friendster. F all y'all.

 

[via Fark]

They really make it look like it's fun to wait around for 30 minutes and then deliver one lyric.

Need I remind you that "one takes" are an internet staple? It's about time someone did one with a song other than "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger."

This is a group of college students — 172 of them — in Quebec. In the video description there's an English translation that says they're "communication" students. The French word for "communication" must be really close to the word for "theater."

[via FARK]

This Craigslist ad reads:

"I'm giving away my ex's Panasonic Flatscreen.  Great condition comes with stand.  I broke up with my boyfriend because he pee'd on me while we were sleeping.  My loss is your gain."

You can break up with someone and tell your best friends, or you can break up with someone and tell the world online.

…then sell his TV and tell everyone he peed on you. This is exactly the reason the term "TMI" was invented, and I don't date crazy people.

[via Afrojacks]

As I walk around New York City, I often find myself thinking, I wish there were more giant billboards everywhere telling me where the nearest subway stations and fast food restaurants are.

Well, thanks to the new Bionic Eye application, if Comedy Central paid me enough money to afford an iPhone, my dreams would come true.

Look, if you still use Google Maps to figure out where stuff is, you might as well be wearing a white wig, jotting directions down with a feather pen on a dried out rabbit hide (and if you use MapQuest, you're basically a berry-gathering savage.  Move to an undiscovered island in the Pacific immediately.)

In fact, the whole Internet is out of date.  You don't even need a wireless connection for this iPhone app to show you where the nearest Wendy's is.  (Don't ask me how that works.  I have no idea.)  And when I say "show," I mean literally.  Just hold your iPhone up in any direction and digital "billboards" get plastered right on the screen showing you how far to the nearest "place of interest."  (Apparently, fast food restaurants are very much "of interest.")

The moral: Those who felt lost without their iPhone are now literally lost without it, because from now on your brain can strictly be used for its pleasure centers.  iPhone owners no longer need to sense or remember anything.

Awesome.  Now if they can make an app that will superimpose funny lolspeak on the screen whenever I aim an iPhone at my cat, I won't need the Internet ever again.

In case you can't read the bottom text because it's too small or too overwhelmingly ignorant, here's what it says: "is that because he's going to change color? or something." Offer your answers in the comments below.

Thanks to the anonymous viewer who submitted this tip! Here's the original posting.