If you’ve got a dad that still talks to you or kids that you know about, you probably know that this Sunday’s is father’s day.  Our video editor, Oliver Noble, doesn’t have a father.  We found him inside a garbage bag outside Filmdrunk HQ when he was a baby, and we raised him to edit mash-up videos inside a small room that he’s never left.  He’s never known a woman’s touch, or the love of family, but it was a small price to pay for how well we groomed him to edit together videos of people hitting each other.

Who’s your favorite?  I’m partial to Robert Duvall (hitting your kid with a basketball is priceless) and Rodney Dangerfield (Oliver Stone could make a puppy’s birthday party feel disgusting and sleazy), but Chris Cooper has a natural “I beat my kids” look to him.  I hope I have a son, just so I can play the “Why-You-Hittin-Yourself” game with him enough to make up for not having a younger brother.  Anyway, for me, the biggest surprise of this video was that no one was wearing those old, rectangular Oakley glasses.  If tank top undershirts are called “wife beaters”, those rectangular Oakleys should be called “kid beaters.”

Here’s a list of the films used: