Fifties Photoshop

Back in the fifties before they had photoshop they used to use paint. Not MSPaint, actual paint. Crazy huh? Still, it beats the alternative - a realistic depiction of female beauty in the media. That'd be terrible.

Unless you just happen to be an extremely fortunate man this is probably not what your girlfriend does when she has all her cute female friends round. Still, there's no harm in dreaming, if you need me, I'll be in my bunk.

Now here's a great idea that should really should be taken to every subway station on the planet. Why aren't all subways packed with 8-bit style artwork? It makes for some awesome nostalgia moments.

Females, sometimes there's no logic to them, however much you try to rationalize it, so i guess the best thing is to let them get on with it (especially if it involves disrobing), whatever it is the hell they think they're doing?

Pets are good at certain things, like licking their crotches, shedding on your clothes and getting under your feet before you manage to reach the lightswitch, but ask then to fix your car and they're utterly useless.

Not content with having the latest phone technology, cute babes are taking self-shooting to a whole new level, alone in bathrooms & pushing the envelope, they explore the limits of phone-photo-posing-perfection - WOW!

Get ready for some artistic eye candy as you see some fine examples of incredible artworks adorning urban neighborhoods. Some call it art, others call it vandalism. One things for sure, it definitely brightens up inner city living.

Truthful Tattoos. An oxymoron, surely? People get tattoos for various reasons, some of them look good, others look like a cancerous growth. Here's a selection of what they might say if they did have a semblance of truth!

People are requesting doodles on their takeaway boxes, with surprising results. I'd be scared that the surly recipient of my order would decide to smear his or her own bodily excretions on my food rather than getting arty.

It's bloody Monday, again. Where in god's name did the last 48hrs go and how the hell did it come around so quick again? Fear not, it's time for an injection into you frontal cortex of the best pictures the interwebs has to offer.

The onslaught on invading innocent photographers subjects continues, do they hate us for being so incredibly good looking? It's time to draw a line in the sand. You're either with the pouters or you're with the photobombers.