Caught Staring

Guys stare at women. it's what they do. Especially when the women are wearing as little as these ones are. Regardless nobody wants to be unsubtle enough to get caught staring like all of these lecherous gentlemen.

It's that wonderful, peaceful calm before the oncoming storm of an almighty hangover. You've had another heavy night on the booze, and you're past that point where you could fall fast asleep on a bed of rusty nails. Or anywhere.

Time for moar photographic evidence to prove that women and alcohol are possibly the greatest combination ever - It's like the perfect blend of cutie chemistry.

She just gets stranger and stranger - If I had children I'm pretty sure I wouldn't want them going to one of her live shows. Not only would they get crushed but their eyes would be burnt forever as well. WTF!?!

More exciting than watching your first child being born whilst walking on the moon on an IV drip of cocaine, or winning the superbowl & then discovering you have superpowers. Too bad you won't remember it in the morning.

When it comes to ladies it's the magical number that mathematical nerds and religious freaks alike have worshiped for all eternity, the all-hallowed 'Holy Trinity' of hawtness. Prepare yourself for some triple-tastic women worship!

Another week has gone by and Monday rolls round again. If you're anything like me you're chomping at the bit for something to do other than work. Luckily for you we've prepared a nice big pic-dump for you to enjoy.

Like Brando in 'The Wild Ones' - "What are you protesting?" Reply: "Whatcha got?" Sometimes you have to take a slightly humorous approach to really get the message across. Sometimes you just wanna protest and have fun.

Well...it's epic isn't it? When these people thought about the image they wanted to project, do you think they cared what anyone thought, about society & its "rules". Do you even think they get ready with a light on? Of course not.

It was a great New Years Eve party, 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?

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!