Men, get a beer gut. It just might save your life. No, really.

Look at this guy’s gut.

He is definitely ROCKING THE BEER GUT and ladies, you can too!

So, no longer does it need to be known as simply storing up fuel for a sex machine, but it can also now be known as a life saver. Here’s the gist of what happened…

43 year old pub owner (we’re in England here, so it’s a “pub”) was tossing out a gent for getting into a “row” with another customer. Unhappy gent then pulls a 3 inch knife on him, stabbing him in the gut. The “extra fat” saved the man’s life as the penetrated blade didn’t get to any organs. All in all, the pub owner got lucky. Or else someone felt sorry for him as his parents named him Snaz Martin.

So, men, drink up. Buy a sixer of Red Hook and grow out your life savin’ machine. Or sex machine. Or combine the two and call it your “sex savin’ machine”. Your wife will thank you. Or at least kick you out… you and your sixer.

Read the FULL STORY here.

In honor of FREE PANCAKE DAY at IHOP (find your location HERE), ManVBlog would like to present to its avid readers a history of the pancake.

*grabs a pipe and sits down by a fire in an expensive (but not too revealing) robe*

The modern pancake can trace its roots back to the Romans. While Maximus Decimus Meridius was otherthrowing the Roman emperor during its gladitorial games after Joaquin Phoenix killed the other emperor what’s his name, the people in the stands could have been eating a “Alita Dolcia” (Latin for “another sweet”). These early pancakes were made of flour, milk, eggs and spices and were eaten like a flatbread sandwich, in which you could add honey or meats to it (not to be confused with the flatbread sandwiches from Subway).

The first recognizable pancakes came about during Medieval times, when you could enjoy a savory griddle cooked pancake while you watched your neighbor suffer from the Bubonic plague. These were particularly enjoyable during the Easter season, especially on Shrove Tuesday (or, as you might know it, Mardi Gras). Known by many names (Germany = hearty potato pancakes; France = crepes and galettes; Ireland = Boxty; Scottland = drop scone; Indonesia = dadar gutung; India = poori; China = bao bing), pancakes are a global phenomenon that can be enjoyed in any language. In Sweden, Thursday nights are considered PANCAKE NIGHT (as dessert), something that has been done since the Middle Ages and enjoyed thoroughly after a rousing bowl of pea soup.

The Native Americans in the United States had a concoction called “nokehick” and the Dutch Americans had a buckwheat variety that they called “panekoeken”. In 1745, you could order “hoe cakes” (because of what they were cooked on) and get pancakes, unless you were in an unsavory location. The word “pancake” did not even come into existence until the 1870s.

And that leads us to today. Oh IHOP, you festive company, you! Toying with our inner pancake taste buds that have been “evolved” over time so that they lay within our very DNA. We have truly adapted a pancake nerve that any time we hear the word “PANCAKE”, we sprint to the nearest pancakery like a baby drinking a cappuccino. Pancakeness, oh dear pancakeness, I salute you. Now, pass the syrup.

A MORE DETAILED HISTORY OF PANCAKES CAN BE FOUND HERE.

How many of you all know that in some cultures, eating cat is acceptable?

How many of you have eaten cat? (And if any of you have, how was Fluffy?) Meow…

Recently, an Italian chef was kicked off a cooking show in Italy for giving his recipe for “Cat Stew”, saying it was “succulent” and, I quote:

“I’ve eaten it myself and it’s a lot better than many other animals,” he told viewers. “Better than chicken, rabbit or pigeon.” He said that for optimum flavor the meat should be “soaked in spring water for three days” before being stewed.

Hungry yet?

But, is that the weirdest thing you can eat? In China, they eat dogs and cats (for now…) stating something that they taste like chicken. Or not. But yeah. How’s Sparky doing?

How many of you have watched Fear Factor? I think that takes the cake for eating the grossest things, aside from stewed spinach.

Other things that people “eat”:

• Giant Water Bug.

  

• Weaver Ant Eggs.

  

• Boogers.

  

Anything I miss?

So, a new study shows that beer is good. Man has been saying that for some time. It’s good to know SCIENCE finally caught up with us.

No longer is science frivolous (study of rock snot – and no, I’m really not making that up!) and extremely costly for things that don’t matter (ATLAS project – roughly ~$370M to let atoms hit each other)

If you haven’t seen the article from LiveScience yet (HERE IT IS) for your viewing satisfaction.

It does not recommend downing a keg. Sorry frat boys. But, it does say light to moderate consumers (and who knows what those “groups” are, though I would assume that THIS IS BAD) actually benefit from the silicon (the same kind Bill Gates and Steve Jobs spend millions upon millions on) that are laced in the grains and hops. Hops have more. Sorry wheat beers, though you do get some of the silicon. The silicon actually helps with bone health and keeps up the density of your bones over those that don’t drink beer.

Did you know bananas have silicon in them too? Not as much, but a wee little bit.

Anyways, I digress. Now I have a reason to drink beer over eating a banana. Awesome. And for those of you that don’t drink beer, now there’s a reason to try one. I suggest Red Rock (see previous posting here).

So, forget an apple a day keeps the doctor away. A beer a day keeps OSTEOPOROSIS away. Bottoms up! Time to Makeover them bones.

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