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?

Ever wondered what celebrities would look like with gigantic conks? Yeah, me neither, but thanks to photoshop and someone who has far too much free time, now we know! Just something else we have the internet to thank for!

If you type 'Beauty' into Google, you won't see many black faces, because Google is racist. (It's true, honest.... Google it) Here on Slacker we're equal opportunities oglers & we love black beauties.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to work at Digg? Well this is about as close as you can get without actually working there. Looks like my kind of job!

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.

Every single one of these 36 images fit that description to a T. If you can explain away any of the abstract weirdness exhibited in this gallery then you're a better man than me.

A collection of girls doing weird things. Every single image will make you be all like "Wow, she's hawt, but why is she wearing a panda suit and trying to deep throat a stack of plastic cups" - Yup, the opposite sex are pretty weird.

There are few feelings as awesome as knowing that everyone in the room wants a piece. These guys have all gone from big to buff and they've got the photographs to prove it. Inspiring stuff and some amazing changes.

A random bunch of über-hot non-fishfaces that we can all agree are ball-achingly SUPER-HOT. Hotter than salsa dancing on the moon in an acrylic jumpsuit. Hotter than sitting on a barbecue dressed as Jabba the Hut. Etc.

You have to question how you came to have some really unusual social problems when you are amongst your peers & friends. 'Where the hell did i go wrong', you may ask? Well, the usual suspects might just be your parents!?

It was a great party at the weekend (shame you don't remember it), wine, women & song flowed like it'd never end. Now there is the small problem about making it home, which sudddenly seems a looong way away, if you can still remember where it is?