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Ralph Macchio turns evil. My new favorite condiment. And Golden Tate’s doughnut binge.

Who doesn’t love Ralph Macchio? Don’t worry, I’m not going to post that “Karate Kid” tournament montage that I love so much. We all love Ralphie boy, but let’s face it, his biggest problem in Hollywood is that he’s too nice a guy.

What’s he gonna do about it? Well, he made a freaking brilliant FunnyorDie.com “trailer” for his new career direction. It is laugh-out-loud funny. Warning: language is not safe for work in a few parts; put those headphones in if you’re watching at the office.

Fight on, Daniel Larusso!

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And now, a rare condiment endorsement:

** You ever just discover things you never tried before as an adult, and suddenly start eating it with everything?
That’s me and honey mustard these days. Most of my life I hated mustard of any kind. I was a strict ketchup man, whenever a condiment was called for.

But in the last year or so, I’ve dipped a toe into Mustard Lake (gross analogy, sorry, I went for it and it didn’t work) and find I totally love honey mustard. Tangy, sweet and not really spicy, I’m putting it on chicken, hot dogs, hamburgers, subs from Subway, all of it.

Honey mustard, my new love.

Finally, a story that any kid who ever smoked pot in college can appreciate: Seattle Seahawks wide receiver Golden Tate and his friend were caught breaking into a Top Pot’s doughnut shop in Seattle at 3 a.m. the other morning.
Seems that Tate just had to get himself some of their famous maple bars, and when the smell drifted out into the street and through his nostrils, well, a man can only be so self-restrained.

Tate wasn’t arrested, but could the Top Pot people have written a better advertisement than this story? Our food is so good that pro athletes with millions of dollars are still breaking in to steal them!

Too funny. Maybe now Tate will drop passes due to the famous “glaze on my fingers” disease that strikes NFL players from time to time.