Knock! Knock!

I'm guessing this is NOT opportunity knocking! Just remember this the next time you here a knock at the door and are not expecting anyone!

Just what the hell was that crappy song by Rebecca Black all about? It wasn't just sent from hell to torture us to death by choking on hate. No, it was about the JFK assassination of course. Duh.

Gone are those innocent days when all you needed was a piece of string and some tin cans. Now it's all about blogging while taking a dump, and emailing your boss while sleeping.

It's not enough to walk around with a boring plastic bag any more, to stand out from the crowd you need to be busting a bag that makes heads turn. Or maybe it even features a turning head itself. This are plastic bags 2.0.

This workstation is just about perfect, it had an awesome HD monitor & sub moitors for IM chat and Skype, it even has a foot stall. Can someone get that annoying chick outts the way, i wanna se more.

Well, this must've been incredibly embarrassing, but why is he dating a girl with the same name as his mom? The Oedipal complex is strong in this one. Maybe mom's right, maybe he should cut down on the drinking.

There's something strange... in your neighborhood. Who ya gonna call? Probably not as funny as Bill Murray, but definitely serves a more realistic purpose.

It might take you a second or two to spot him, but that noselessness is unmistakable. It's "He who shall not be named, chilaxing in the sun.

You've seen all the Photoshops of sad Keanu. Now we have Keanu Photoshopping sad Keanu himself!

Just remember - NEVER take your eyes off the ball :)

They don't judge.. but they DO fling pooh.