Breaded Cats

We've had planking, owling, and batmanning. Now those weird internet types have come up with another craze that will be sweeping the globe. Cat breading. Sounds ridiculous, is ridiculous, is also pretty funny.

Lets face it, if you are going to get something permanently marked onto your body for life it might as well be useful, something like a shopping list, the name of your mother-in-law, or your girlfriends b/day. Stuff like that!

They say a smile can light up a room, but lets face it, if it also comes with an epic package like this then it's time to put on your darkest shades and apply copious amount of sun-screen because these ladies are so hawt they will burn!

Eric Cartman might not be a fan of the Titian look but with the likes of Alicia Witt and Faye Reagan on their side, if you're not dreaming of daywalkers by the end of this gallery then I'll eat my hat. And dye my hair red.

Amazing as it might seem, but some things on this planet have managed to last longer than the Kim Kardashian's fairy-tale marriage to Kris Humphries. Wipe away the tears and ponder on that for a moment people.

Oh for those bygone days when everything was simple and internet was young. If you were a kid in the 80's or 90's, prepare to experience some extreme nostalgia. You might not know all of them, but you're bound to know at least one.

So. WHEN are they going to make this a mandatory Olympic sport, or at the very least an event that every city in the world gets to participate in. Think of it, apart from the willing participants, it'd be the ultimate spectator sport.

A collection of girls who still manage to look hot with their heads in the toilet. It would be a sad, sad world where girls didn't get drunk like this. A sad world where guys had to rely on sparkling conversation and charm.

When it comes to ladies it's the magical number that mathematical nerds and religious freaks alike have worshiped for all eternity, the all-hallowed 'Holy Trinity' of hawtness. Prepare yourself for some triple-tastic women worship!

You can always tell who they are because luckily they'll have a tattoo that looks similar to one of these resting just above their buttocks. So if you get chatting to a hawt girl at the club, ask her to bend over before you get to the bedroom.

Someone should make a zombie movie where this happens, I wouldn't watch it, but it would be cool. It would all start when an experiment crossing genetically engineered radioactive lampreys with the common cold goes horribly wrong