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?

What better combo could there possibly be?. There's something about a babe with a weapon, it instantly gives her attitude despite the fact she doesn't know how to take the safety off.

Before you all get carried away, either with excitement, anger, or fear, let us reassure you that these are most likely not the virgins you're looking for. But they should make you feel better about yourself. Unless you're one of them.

Drool over 'wholesome' teens, brought to you by both the joys of the digital camera & the sharing of information rapidly over the internets! In later life they may regret these pics being all over the web but, meh, who cares!

It's surprising the human race is alive and relatively well, if not mentally stable, after looking at some of these pics. The sins of the father and of the mother too. No doubt these kid'll grow up to be well-rounded, fully developed deviants

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.

That swimsuit colour really brings out his eyes and compliments his Rubenesque body, one for the spank bank...But in all seriousness, let hope for the sake of all humanity he doesn't do Playboy.

A small collection of small people, are they cute? You be the judge. They have just as much right to express their sexuality as anyone else. This is what the guy in from dusk til dawn would call 'tiny pussy'

Yep, that's right, the fabled Spring Break is here and the main reason why you went to college to study will become apparent. It's a time to meet with other students and converse about coursework and everything educational. Isn't it?

Get ready to slip into a cheeky London Cockney accent, "It's time to get into a f(l)ap over some birds covered in oil, and i don't mean the feathered kind! - Something tells me these chicks are waay beyond rescue me ole' mucker!"

End of finals sorority parties are guaranteed to have lots of booze, lots of girls in their underwear and lots of outrageous behaviour. Sounds like great fun, so where the hell is my invite?