Lookalikes!

The similarities are amazing! I know dogs look like their owners, but these transcend that. Unfortunately, some of my ex-girlfriends resembled Jabba the Hutt, not just in looks but in size.

'Drool, drool everywhere & not a drop to spare!', that's how desperate things are for a dude when these chicks come out to play - All dressed up (and sometimes not) and everywhere to go - Thank you God for inventing babes!

It's important that despite all the famine and suffering in the third world that us in the first world can soldier on and find interesting new ways to spend our unearned wealth on extravagant eccentricities like these.

It doesn't help that most of these people are as ugly as sin anyway, but add in the distortions from messing up a panoramic photo and you have some true nightmare fuel.

Thats right, we would never joke about serious subject matter like this, it's the real deal. Honest! A rare chance to witness celebrities showing off their seldom seen beavers in all their glory! They all look SO cute!

These cosplayers are mos def doing it right, from sexy femme costumes to just plain badass outfits that look just like the characters they're based on. These people are full of win.

As my dad used to say, "let sleeping girls lie", or was that dogs, who cares! There is something mesmerizing watching a cutie cuddle up and close her eyes - I LOVE the total vulnerability of a female when she is fast asleep.

Another week has gone by and Monday rolls round again. If you're anything like me you're chomping at the bit for something to do other than work. Luckily for you we've prepared a nice big pic-dump for you to enjoy!

People have been trying to explain the mystery of perspective to each other for centuries, but they just don't get it. "How can something be smaller if it is further away?" - It's best not tried on a blonde for fear of the universe exploding!

These printers have identity issues, or thirsts for unusual substances. or are they part of the skynet uprising. Oviously though, some of these machines seem to be saying whatever the hell they like.

It's that wonderful, peaceful calm before the oncoming storm of an almighty hangover. You've had another heavy night on the booze, and you're past that point where you could fall fast asleep on a bed of rusty nails. Or anywhere.