And You Thought Your Job Sucked!

I once had a position in a lettuce factory and it was my job to peel off the outer leaves and cut it down the middle, then pass it on. I lasted a day. And it wasn't like I was sucking the cr*p out of festival toilets either. Crap jobs, eh?

It's that time again. Monday morning. Time for another of our patent pended diabolically delectable dumps. If you don't get at least 75% of your daily allowance of lolz from this we offer a full moneyback guarantee!

Prepare to have your braincell baffled as it tries to process well known brand logos displaying a rivals name. I guarantee that some of these will leave you thinking that nothing has changed. Such is the power of the brand.

A drink or two is very social, a nice thing to do amongst friends at a pre-arranged occasion, nothing wrong with that at all. If you go past that into double figures then things all start to deteriorate at an alarming rate.

Ruining other people's earnest attempts at phtography. Pull a stunt like one of these and you can turn a dreary group photo into an infinitely more awesome image.

I dunno, but there is something slightly attractive and dangerous happening at the same time here? Maybe it's a 'no pleasure without pain' kinda thang? For those of you who love babes with some serious mouth machinery !

Those clever people in the advertising industries don't get paid to pick their asses you know - well only if it was part of an advertising campaign for, say, a new chocolate raisin. Even McDonald's manages something mildly entertaining!

Celebrities generally don't admit when they've had nips, tucks and bags of silicon placed under their skin. That's why it's so much fun to compare old and new pictures of them and pass judgement on their choices.

It might seem like yesterday to you but if in reality it was SO last century, can you remember all those daily things that you couldn't bear to be without (before the internet came around?). Time to get nostalgic.

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.

Well hello Jessie, enchanté, mon plaisir *kisses her hand* She certainly seems to like taking photos of herself, which is good news because I bet there are plenty of guys happy to look at this narcissistic honey.