Ever Wish A Rube Goldberg Machine Would Set Itself On Fire And Kick You In The Balls?

I'm assuming not. But I do suspect it's something you'd all like to see. It happens to be your lucky day.

Follow this Rube Goldberg contraption's humble bowling ball origins as it moves from folding chairs, to flaming ladders, then to a boot rigged to a pipe, where it finally falls into the crotch of our rotund, adolescent, fully-suspecting subject.

Look, none of us here are noobs when it comes to watching testicle-smashing follies, so you know what to do—sit back, crack open a fresh Brawndo and laugh. [Break via Boing Boing]

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