BALLS. I just bought a power ball. It’s allegedly a fantastic way for nerds to exercise their pale, bandy little arms – so hopefully I’ll soon be looking like this guy:
Yeah, keep watching there, it gets funnier. Respect to the guy, I know I’d never be able to do that near a mirror. I particularly like the choice of music – “I’m coming home again to you ’cause you’re my only friend”. Indeed.
And because it’s awesome, and it’s Balls:
Stacking Cattle 