Caught Staring

Guys stare at women. it's what they do. Especially when the women are wearing as little as these ones are. Regardless nobody wants to be unsubtle enough to get caught staring like all of these lecherous gentlemen.

I know it may be hard to imagine but it wasn't too long ago when a men's hairstyle like the mullet was king and a 'must-have', whilst the ladies preferrerd hair that was BIG. But that was just the tip of the FAIL iceberg.

he age of the self-shooting sweetheart is definitely upon us with a fine display of intimate self-portrait perfection.

Time to brush the cobwebs from your eyes and try and figure out what how the last 48hrs of your life left you in a state like this and the contemplation of work feels like a nightmare. Time for your LOLZ to ease the pain.

Lets be honest most guys are pretty much dirty dogs when it comes to chicks and when they don't think anyone is watching them, or they are with their friends they're even worse. So when we get busted it's pretty damn funny.

It's good to know that the one you love can express his feelings enough to propose in public - BUT - I wonder how many girls named Jennifer drove by those signs and felt their hearts drop!

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!

It's Monday again, so steady yourself for a weekly collection of pictorial pleasures. Another batch of the juiciest nuggets of internet gold mushed together and squeezed into a vaguely cohesive whole for your admiration.

The world's best music festival has recently come & gone and tru to form it was an amazing event. Set in the heart of the English countryside, no event here is worthy unless it rains and there's lots and LOTS of mud. Epic.

It's cookbooks for experimental eaters. If you're bored to death of meat & two veg why not try cooking with actual testicles? I've heard they're best served with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.

People in Phucket seem to take great delight in stabbing stuff through their cheeks. Apparently their pain brings good luck to those that they pass as they walk around town, showing off their piercings. Weird.