Leave it to the Aussies and the Kiwi's to come up with the ultimate drinking game.  It involves what could be more than a little pain.  Get ready for "Possum" after the break.

I never really needed a reason to pour alcohol down my throat; to tell the truth, it happens quite naturally for me.  However, if you need a game to get that devils pees down your throat, we have the best one ever for you right here:

Is there any "Bright Side" to being Hitler.  The bright side, is he seemed to be pretty miserable.  Here's the story:

There's now a prison program that matches inmates with unadoptable cats, what could possibly go wrong with that?