Weapons Of Mass Distraction

These are one of our favourite types of galleries, featuring cute, girls with ample assets! Our only concern is that we never get asked why we won't look them in the eye. There's far too much else to be looking at!

So here it is, the day of the week that feels like your human reset button has been engaged and life returns to, well, exactly the same as it did last week. That only leaves you 7 days to f#ck it all up again. Meanwhile, here are some pics.

As impressive as these are it seems such a waste of the time spent creating them as they are only there for a few days at the most, before they totally dry out and fall to pieces. It must be sad to see such awesome sculptures fade so quickly.

Awwww, 'Monday', doesn't the thought of it make you want to jump out of bed and grab the week by the scruff of the neck and say "THANK YOU, I LOVE WORKING!", thought not, me neither. Here's some pics to numb the pain.

It's an important event in any young persons life that they try their hardest to get into college and do their best with their parents hard-earned cash. Not to study, but to have fun. And of course drink LOTS of beer. Lots.

Two of my favourite things on the planet together at last. And a few of them seem to actually know how to hold them. The question is can they handle guns this big? A few of them look like they've had lots of practice!

The wonderful thing about Facebook is the ability to troll and comment on your friend's intimate dirty laundry, so not only do your buddies find out, but all those people you've not spoken to since High School too.

MOM -- LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME MOOOOOOM?? Some people will do anything to gain their their parent's attention and in the process seriosuly hamper their chances of ever working in the service industry.

Nowadays, if you are a girl, you can't go anywhere or do anything in private without one of your buddies whipping out their digital camera and recording the event (for the internet)

How is it that your phone always decides to go into troll mode whenever you're either texting parents, loved-ones or in the worst case, the wrong person. Some serious casualties of the iPhone auto-correct nemesis.

It's the land of the free, home of the brave, birthplace of the American dream and host to all sorts of other freaks. Somewhere along the way the dream turned into a nightmare that some people haven't woken up from yet.