Nathan For You: The Claw of Shame

Nathan Fielder handcuffs himself to a metal frame and gives himself 90 seconds to escape before a robotic claw pulls down his pants in front of a crowd of children, with a police officer standing by to arrest him.

Need a wingman? Want the best of the best? This one comes with his own aviators and Top Gun theme music! He's guaranteed to get you a date and if he doesn't you can always console yourself with some shirtless volleyball.

Got a fussy pop-star coming over for dinner? Can't risk mixing up the skittles or M&Ms? Get yourself one of these and you'll never have to hand sort a bag of multicolored candies ever again! WOOYAY.

Got a small dog and a big pile of leafs in your back yard. Yes? Cool, now you can have hours of fun throwing his favourite ball into the mountain of vegetation and laugh while he struggles in vain.

So the unofficial mascot of heinous perversion has finally hit the mainstream and people are taking it VERY seriously. Perhaps a little too seriously. I think these people should get out a bit more...

The world's saddest looking dog filmed in slow motion. It doesn't make him look happier or anything, it's just funny to see his flappy bits flapping around to music while he jumps for biscuits.

Jordan Caron gets the hardest check of his life. Maybe they call it 'check' because you need to check to see if he's still breathing afterward.

This is definitely not the kind of singing I expected her to be doing. Still, if you're into death metal I'm sure it's extremely good. Not sure the judges really know what to think about it though...

Usually an advertisement trying to recruit students to a college makes you want to spoon out your eyeballs in the first five seconds. Not so this, it features a teleporting god who looks like your weed dealer.

To advertise their rum they decided to do terrible things to a crocodile. For this they had to issue a formal apology. Then their apology needed apologising for. Stick to making the rum, eh guys?

And here we all were thinking she was just the fictitious wife of a seminal character from early arcade gaming history. But no, it seems she's real and hanging out in someone's kitchen. Praise be. (now kill her with fire)