It's not often you come across a blog (fuck I hate that word, someone please suggest a better term?) that keeps you riveted from the first word to the last. Except obviously this one. You are still reading aren't you? Good.

I recently came across the website of a fella named 'Steve' who embodies everything YMOTG.com stands for. He's out there, putting himself on the front line day in, day out, and risking life and limb all in the name of a good story.

Steve, you see, eats things. Things people just weren't ever meant to eat. He then reviews these undigestable comestibles in a no-nonsense laymans' brogue we can all understand. Reviews such as "...this smelled like rotten eggs tucked into the anus of a dead cat..." and "...if you can remember back to the very first time you made out with a hobo's ass, it's a lot like that."

This correspondent thought he was brave enough eating scorpions, but YMOTG takes its collective hats off to Steve. Steve, Don't Eat It!

PS - I found this link off Steve's site to a video of what can only be described as the Jimi Hendrix/Andrés Segovia of Ukelele. Mental. His name is Jake Shimabukuro