Expectations Vs Reality

It's always the same, isn't it, especially during the holiday season. You build up expectations in your head about how it will be and then the cold reality of 'how it really is' slaps you in the face. Sigh

The wife, her indoors, the trouble & strife, the ball & chain, your significant other, your better half, your other half, the little lady, the boss, the missus. Anyway I'm off for some beers, make sure dinner's ready when I get back.

Time for some serious WTF, because, lets face it, everyone needs a bit of WTF in their life - Everything in this gallery is so stuffed with WTF that it'll make you eyes cross and your head explode. Or something like that. WTFtastic!

Cometh the DuckMen! It's time to facepalm hard & not want to live on this planet anymore because Duckface disease has now started to permeate into the human males of the species. We're well & truly 'ducked' people. Be afraid.

Think of it as pr0n for powerpoint. The sort of stuff that makes mathematicians hot under the collar, and in this gallery the medium has been lovingly subverted to the cause of lolz.

If you want your cosplay costume to be instantly recognisable, it's probably best to plump for something nintendo themed. Plumbers, bounty hunters or Hyrulian heroes. People are bound to know who you are straight off.

God's a wonderful dude, who else could have come up with the female form so perfect! Girls...I like em' small, come to think of it, i like em' big as well, short or tall - the only criteria i have is that they like me :)

As if performing in-front of millions of sports fans wasn't stressful enough, now atheletes have to make sure they get their photo-pose just right too. Prepare to fear the telephoto lens and it's evil ways!

They might be annoying at times but health and safety rules are there for a reason. They are there to stop idiots like the ones here from endangering themselves and everyone around them with their comically calamitous hijinks.

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?

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.