Jock Fodder

Hot women in sports jerseys! You know the scene: tight bods wrapped in tiny tops, taught midriff, ponytail cap, big SMILE. It what we in the trade like to term Jock Fodder. Right, now who wants to down a yard of Jager and sit on our lap, eh?

So all you are doing is trying to take a nice ordinary, everyday picture of your friends and before you know it some major celebrity is trying to get in on the action by goofing off in the background and photobombing you. Pfft.

Car Poolers is an absolutely amazing photo series by photographer Alejandro Cartagena who camped out on a freeway overpass in Mexico, taking photos of contraction workers sleeping in the back of trucks. He even caught the same van more than once.

These young celeb studs had all the young girls dreaming about them. What do they look like now? Some look very different and some look almost the same!

Getting a tattoo is a very personal thing, so get it right. If you're going to get something indelibly inked under your skin, visible to all, you'd better make a statement. Something meaningful. "I like McDonalds" is a perfect example.

Denise Milani and Jamie Hammer together on the same beach. Oh what I would give to have been on that beach that day!

These events would make Darwin turn in his grave! A great collection of screw-ups. With epic fails a plenty, this one should have you in stitches!

This would definitely be top of my 'things to get before someone chews off my arm' essentials. I just got to get me one of these before the dead decide to rise, you can never be TOO prepared!

You can never have too much of a good thing when it comes to cute chicks, it might be true that two's company, but three's definitely a number i want to surround myself with if ever i get the chance.

As the old saying goes, "you don't look at the mantel when you're poking the fire" - I guess you could avoid the horror with a brown paper bag, or better yet, a Halloween mask :(

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?