Cameron Simcik
Cameron Simcik is a graduate of Bucknell University. She has written for Her Campus and is currently the Philadelphia Travel City Editor for The Daily Meal and a contributing writer for TheFW and GuySpeed.
Woman can make anything look good. This is particularly true when said women are either displaying their rack loudly and proudly, or just plain nude. Remember when Coco made Hurricane Sandy look awesome? We rest our case. These days, the Chinese are jumping on the bandwagon, using babes of the naked variety to sell cars. We can't believe it took this long for them to finally respond to our letter-writing campaign.
It's been one hell of a great beer week for us. We've learned which brews are awesome gifts (and apology presents for grabbing the wrong "Christmas hams" at the office party) and which ale we should choose to celebrate the impending end of the world. Now, we're stoked to bring you the so-called "world's best beer."
Contrary to popular belief, photobombing is super hard, and it requires a lot of skill. For starters, you have to get the timing down perfectly and do it so no one posing actually notices your moves leading up to the photobomb.
Take any food, deep fry it or add some bacon, and you've got us hooked. There's really nothing better than a nasty, greasy mess or extra meat strips to really make our testosterone sing. Think about it-- would you eat raw turkey testicles? Probably not. What about fried turkey testicles? Solid maybe. There are rare moments, however, when these two perfect cooking tactics combine to make an insane creation. This is one of those moments.
According to those trusty old Mayans, we only have 10 days until the end of the world. December 21st is the supposed day of doom, but we don't know why everyone's freaking out so much; this could finally be the arrival of zombie babes. Plus, we're all going down anyway, so we might as well celebrate. That's where La Fin Du Monde ("The End of the World") beer comes in.
The Christmas season is the happiest time of year. We get to spend extra time with our family and friends, and there are endless supplies of cookies. While these few weeks are filled with tons of cheer, it's also the sappiest time of year, especially in the good ol' USA. It's the ideal time for overseas military men to surprise their loved ones, and of course, create tearjerker alert YouTube videos of it all.
Even though we're huge fans of Christmas, the holiday season can be super stressful at times. This is particularly true when it comes to buying presents. Most people are difficult to shop for, which puts tons of pressure on us to try and decode their present preference. Will our friend like that potpourri centerpiece we're re-gifting from grandma? Probably not. What about the awful Christmas sweater in the back of our closet that still has the tag on it? We'll give that a big N-O.
Little kids are the best. They're pro photobombers and make super weird raps about McDonald's, and that's just scratching the surface. But munchkins can also be the worst. Don't get us wrong-- their adorableness usually overrides any of those 'tudes they try and pull, and you know how we're suckers for anything remotely adorable. But sometimes that awful side emerges in those rare moments of brattiness, and we're left sort of dumbfounded.
With Christmas only a few short weeks away, our holiday excitement seems to build every single day. Honestly, how can you not be totally stoked over the idea of presents and Santa and tons of hot chocolate with marshmallows? It's impossible. That's why we love to express this crazy anticipation in our favorite way-- through festive clothing. We're huge fans of giving our cat's reindeer antlers and making our pups wear Santa hats, but what does that mean for us?
As guys, we'll eat almost anything. Brew us up some cat poop coffee, toss us a stuffed cone pizza explosion; we can handle it. There is one thing we're a little weary to try, though -- mostly because it's a male issue at hand -- deep fried turkey testicles.
Doctors are some of the creepiest dudes around. We know they do all this good crap for people, but think about it-- does the good ol' doc really need to be touching our junk for that long during a prostate exam? Is he genuinely worried about that slight pain we've been feeling in our butt? Unfortunately, there are very few times a doctor's weird antics are questioned. That is, until now.