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GiggleSugar readers, use your imaginations and supply the caption for this baffling picture. The winner will be announced Monday, June 23, and will receive a splendid GiggleSugar mug or T-shirt!

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This little puppy has a cold. He's drooling slime and plastic germs that players need to pick out of the mess with tweezers. The catch? They can't touch the slime, or they'll get a mild buzzing shock. The player with the most germs wins. If you wanna play again, you gotta scoop all that muck up and put it back into this dog's head. Mega House, a Japanese company, is coming out with these things in August. They're targeted at children age five to seven, which is my inner child's age range, so I'm definitely in!

In the words of Sharon Osbourne, Jonathan here is very, very naughty. He starts out playing a trombone (snooze) and then busts some moves that take the performance to a whole new place. Tricky! (Also, is it just me, or does the Hoff seem surprisingly sane these days?)

The Internet has nothing better to do than punk with people's pics these days. No photo is off limits, nobody is sacred, and there are absolutely no boundaries. Decapitate a baby? It's been done. Decapitate an old lady and give her a cat head for kicks? Done. So the three-dude pileup shown above was an easy target, and unnecessary blurring was the gag. It's a little harsh, but your mind was going there anyway — so what's the harm? Visit You Got Blurred for more unnecessary censorship.

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This woman's method of cleaning her car leaves something to be desired. It starts off making sense. She soaps up her car and rinses it. But then, inexplicably, she opens the doors and just shoots water against the insides of the car's open doors and then straight into the open hatchback. Am I missing something, or is she missing a few marbles?

These vids of babies tasting lemons never get old. You'd think Emma here was sampling a fine wine, the way she savors this tasting. She takes an initial nibble, inspects the slice, goes in for another taste, and then gnaws on it a bit. The verdict? Fast forward to 1:05. I think that pretty much speaks for itself.

It's a one-hedge hedgehog hootenany in the bathtub! This little guy Shming is swimming, diving and floating on his back in his little slice of hedgehog heaven. Meanwhile, some doting southern ladies in the background egg him on in typical babytalk falsettos. Sample: "Look at you! You're amazing! He's proud of himself! Aren't you something! You're my boy. . ." (Imagine this spoken in a normal register or even in baritone. Totally impossible.)

Thanks, Cute Overload!

Pop had an unexpected Beckham sighting yesterday at One Market in San Francisco. The whole clan was out to lunch. The weather was wonderful, the boys couldn't have been happier, and Becks was as yummy as can be — but someone seemed a little on edge . . . (And The Dramatic Chipmunk would be proud.)

Since when does lip-synching count as talent? The following impersonator made it to the next round of the America's Got Talent competition for his outstanding lack of vocal skill. But I guess the whole lip-synching act isn't too far-fetched when one is impersonating Britney Spears . . .

This ad starts out as any low-budget pawn shop commercial would: some overly energetic douche stands too close to the camera while begging to buy your junk from you. But William Oliver, the self-titled "Cashman," doesn't settle for run-of-the-mill. He knows how to differentiate himself from the rest — by way of a sleazy jingle and a few scantily-clad backup dancers. Novel, no?

Italian Kidnaps Ex-girlfriend to Get Ironing Done

To which I have one response: "Iron your own shirt, b*tch!" Click here for more head-shaking details. As long as dudes like this exist, the word douchebag shall not die.

Most people know Ali G and Borat, but not everyone knows SBC's character Bruno, the gay Austrian news anchor who loves to surprise the douches he interviews by signing off for Austrian Gay TV. Here he is at a lame neo-Nazi music festival in England called "Evil Fest." (Oooooh, scary!) Full of dum-dums who randomly shout at the top of their lungs, Bruno has a grand ol' time making them look doofy. (Trust — they don't need a lot of help.) Definitely watch until the end, when Bruno asks a sad little shirtless man hanging out trying not to pass out why he's evil. Priceless.

Joan Rivers recently appeared on a UK daytime talk show and let her mouth run loose thinking the censors would clean up her foul language. There was just one problem: the show was live and there were no *bleeping* censors around. Even funnier is the fact that Joan knew these curse words were about to fly — as she went out of her way to alert the censors — but she said them anyway. Just for the *bleep* of it, I suppose.

Brace yourself. They're known for giving very thorough check-ups.

Thanks, College Humor!

A while back, we introduced you to Charlie the Unicorn, who gets lured to Candy Mountain by a couple of sociopathic unicorns. Before his kidney gets harvested (!), a group of candies sing him the most splendiferous song! Here it is for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy!