I Have No Idea...

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.

Sometimes our base animal instincts rise up out of nowhere and we behave like dogs, sniffing around another canine's rear quarters, only humans are so much more evolved, so we just stare wide-eyed and drool.

Most of the time when people draw on street signs its pointless vandalism and the streets look worse for it but here are some of the rare bits of vandalism that are neither pointless nor unwelcome.

"Come to me my melancholy baby, Cuddle up and don't be blue - You know dear that I'm in lurve with you!" - Bing Crosby certainly knew what he was singing about , no wonder it was such a BIG hit - HUBBA!

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!

Disclaimer: We cannot guarantee that the following chicks are bone-fide geeks, but we can assure you they are cuties using stripped-down computers, or is it the other way around?

Just like the world orbits around the sun and the seasons change, so do the days of the week eventually roll around to the dark winter of our discontent that is Monday. To help you pass through this difficult time we have laid on some LOLZ.

With each Cosplay convention that comes and goes the bar gets set higher & higher with regard to the best costumes. It's becoming increasingly difficult to stand out from the crowd. These rise above the pretenders to the throne.

One of the few joys of living in New York has to be the cab rides, entrusting your wellbeing to a man who has a name on his taxi license that would, in any other situation, make you laugh so hard you'd wet yourself.

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.

They might rock your world when they appear on the covers of magazines, or strut down the catwalk, but what about when they warpaint comes off, eh? Would it be like owning a Ferrari that looks like a Ford Focus?