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This link is stolen from me.  I came across it on YouTube today. Visit my site: CorruptCamel.com and follow me on Twitter.  Funny, eh? That wasn’t, but this video is. Enjoy.

So instead, here’s a picture of a rabbit’s head on a stake and a smiling sun. I call it, I Don’t Want to Talk About the Montreal Canadiens’ Recent Playoff Success.

With World Cup fever spreading across the planet it’s fitting that we talk about the international phenomenon that is soccer, or football, or whatever you want to call it. The world seems to love soccer, but no matter how hard I try, and how much beer I drink, I just can’t get into it. It’s not so much the slow pace of the game, the lack of goal scoring, or the oohing and ahhing over shots that sail 40 feet wide of the net, it’s the diving. The diving in soccer is absolutely ridiculous and soccer lovers seem to accept this as part of the game. The sport would be better without the diving. This I can assure you. Seems like there’s constantly a player on the pitch, writhing in pain, being taken off on a stretcher only to return 12 seconds later at full speed, no ill effects of the “severe” injury they suffered moments prior. My friend John jokes that the water they have available at the bench is magic. I wish I could have as much faith. So why is it, exactly, that they don’t call more yellow cards for diving?  Well, I may have found the reason.

Recently, a Croatian soccer player collapsed despite the fact that he clearly was not touched by a player on the opposing team. The ref, trying to restore dignity and pride to the game, issued a yellow card to the Croation for diving.  Finally, justice being served, right? Not exactly.  Goran Tunjic, a defender playing for the Mladost FC, didn’t dive, he died. A fatal heart attack caused the 32-year old to fall dead on the spot. *In a valley girl voice* Awkwaaaaaaaaaard. (I’d like to thank BG The Brain for the link to this story. He posted it on Twitter and I swiped it up.  Check out his website, Lists by Losers, which is run by “a group of Tweeters who feel the need to post lists.” It’s funny stuff.)

I, like, believe dives in soccer should totally be reviewable after the game and harsh fines and suspensions should definitely be issued. I guess I can stop the valley girl thing. Anyway, it’s time to restore some respect to a sport that is full of talent. Purists be damned.

Take a look at the below video and tell me diving should be part of the soccer. This whole video is hilarious.

So @TheNonReview mentioned Muppet Babies today and I haven’t been able to shake the theme song from my head, and that’s ok, because why would I want to shake that song? It’s fucking awesome. Thanks Tim, thanks a lot.

Here it is, in all its glory.

For those of you who don’t know, Phil DeFranco, or sXePhil, is a famous YouTuber who often garners more than a million views per video he uploads. He’s responsible for 3 different successful YouTube channels and his full-time career is, yup you guessed it, a YouTuber. I have been watching Phil DeFranco’s vlog for over 6 months, and I consider him a pretty funny guy, so when he Tweeted a link to a new post on his website, I replied to it both via Twitter and directly on his website. To be clear, this was a website post, not a video post. The video post was yet to come.

Phil’s website post shows a t-shirt with a racist remark, which Phil isn’t denying is racist, but is using more as a platform for the joke seen below.

In response I replied on his website under the handle: C. Camel (below)…

and via Twitter (below) in hopes that he would read at least 1 of the 2 messages (sad, I know).

The funny part is, I reposted a link I had pilfered from his site later that very day before knowing he had used my joke, but the difference being that I gave him full credit and included link to both his website and his vlog! (you can see that post here). I’d like to clarify that I know this isn’t the best joke on the planet, and that someone, somewhere in the world might have made it before. Anyhow, later that night, and well after I’d posted the joke on both his website and Tweeted it to him, sXePhil posted his video (his Facebook announcement of the video pictured below) and reused his aforementioned Comic Sans joke he made on his website, plus 40 seconds in, he added a new joke that sounded very familiar and very much like the joke I had posted to him twice (video below).






While using other people’s links, pictures and ideas isn’t necessarily anything new on the internet, it makes sense to, at least, mention where you got the joke from, or do a shout out, especially if you’re a public figure on the internet. Thinking this was an oversight by Mr. DeFranco, I sent him an email letting him know what had occurred, and that it would be cool if he gave me a shout out. Today I received a response from Phil saying that he thinks this joke is from an old Mad TV or In Living Color episode and it fit the context. Maybe that’s true and maybe that’s a reply you can give anytime someone accuses you of stealing a joke, but it’s a bizarre coincidence that he’d use this old obscure joke hours after I had Tweeted it to him and mentioned it to him on his website. I’m sure Phil used it not really knowing why the joke was fresh in his mind, but it would have been nice to hear, “You know, maybe I did get that joke from you. Sorry about that. ”

So did Phil DeFranco steal my joke? Not knowingly I don’t think, but maybe. Am I making a mountain out of a mole hill? I don’t think so, or else I’d be calling Phil a asshole and a thief, and I don’t think he’s either of those things. In fact, I’ll be watching his vlogs later today for a laugh or two. I just thought this was a story worth mentioning and so that’s what I’m doing.

Anyway, my name is Corrupt Camel, and you’ve just been .. Corrupted? Doesn’t work quite as well as it would if my name was Phil.

This Julian Smith guy is quite funny. He’s become one of my favorite YouTubers. I didn’t actually steal this link from anyone except Julian Smith. So check out this video, then check out some more of his videos. Happy Turd Thursday.

Family BBQ fun time with this apron I found in Venice. Looks like David replied to one of those emails I always find in my junk folder.

As we tripped on Monday and stumbled our way uphill over Tuesday, we reached the hump that is Wednesday and, dammit, we earned the right to sit back, bask in the sunshine, smile and say, “It’s all downhill from here.” With the weekend fast approaching and that dreaded Monday in our rearview mirror we can finally begin thinking of, first, a reason to drink a little bit of alcohol and then, second, what alcohol we’d like to imbibe.  A weekly ritual that never seems to grow old, but as we grow old the ritual often becomes surrounded with more busy work and trivial happenings as adulthood slowly drowns our livelihood in a pot of lukewarm coffee and ulcer causing stomach acid. Geez, now I really need a beer.

I swore I wouldn’t be working for the weekend, and yet here I am, fingers grudgingly typing emails and dialing telephones while the sun shines outside and people sip cold beer on patios, then laugh, and talk about how late they slept in this morning. Did we all think we could overcome the societal pressures and live our dream life or was that just me?  How come I’m not traipsing across a beach outside my ocean-side residence, retired before my 30s? When did RRSPs,  stock options and interest rates start mattering? Is acceptance of an ordinary life the next step in growing up? Is it time to throw in the towel? Something tells me it is.

Kidding. I will constantly try, sometimes harder than others, to live the life I’ve always wanted to live and if I get even close, great, if not at least I tried, and that’s gotta count for something, right? So here’s to keeping our dreams alive even if, in the end, they are just dreams. We need them. They keep us active, motivated and excited for what tomorrow has to offer, even if what you do tomorrow turns out to be watching reruns of Everybody Loves Raymond. At least you were excited about it.

Oddly enough, just now I got email confirmation that I’ve been accepted to the school of my dreams. Life is looking up. Now this is a fist pumping moment.

Did you think because of the title this was going to be about masturbation? Is that why you’re here? Disgusting.

Tuesday isn’t many people’s favorite day of the week. I’d say most people are neutral when it comes to Tuesday, but there are a few benefits to Tuesday that shouldn’t be overlooked.

Toonie (or $2 outside of Canada) Tuesdays - Many establishments (KFC comes to mind) have $2 meal promotions on Tuesday, making lunch or dinner time all that more special. Tuesdays allow you to clog your arteries for even cheaper!

Cheap wings – Almost every bar has a wing special on Tuesday, making mid-week drinking all that much more attractive. Developing an alcohol problem has never been so delicious.

Half-Price Movies - I almost never go out to movies, but in the days of yore, also known as high school, Tuesday was cheap movie night. Sure, the place was rammed with noisy, rude teenagers, but I was a noisy, rude teenager so it was A-OK.  Does this deal still exist?

New Music! – Most new albums are released on Tuesdays. Waiting for that new Ace of Bass album? It’s coming to a Tuesday near you.

Well, those 4 things may not be deal breakers in whether you like Tuesdays or not, but next time you’re enjoying a cheap lunch, or delicious chicken wings at half-price (or less), while listening to the brand new Depeche Mode album, remember that this Tuesday thing everyone is on the fence about, it’s not that bad.

What is your most or least favorite thing about Tuesdays? I added a new comments thingy, so regardless of how uninteresting this post was, I beg you to leave a comment, even if it’s only to tell me how much I suck.