Un-un-un-un-unbelievable! The top 10 unbelievable facts in the world

The Netherlands are closing 8 prisons across their country because of the lack of criminals
In Spain, beer is sold at 1 Euros in food courts while Coke costs 2 Euros
China will soon become the number one English speaking country in the entire world
In the early years of the 20th century, horses were causing so much pollution with their poop that motor vehicles were seen as the green alternative
In the 1950s, people laughed an average of 18 minutes a day. Today we laugh an average of 4 to 6 minutes a day
Some restaurants in Japan use monkeys as waiters
Singapore has the world's highest percentage of millionaires, with one out of every 6 households having at least US$1 million in net worth
In Korea, there is a cat cafe that you can hang out with cats for hours
The top 4 most popular blogs in Japan are about cats
Your results for 2016 will be double that of 2015, if you learn and work hard

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