Cats Versus Art

Finally, a showdown between priceless works of art and their natural enemy, the humble house cat. Centuries old masterpieces versus the relatively new phenomenon that is the LOLcat. Which looks better? Only one way to find out!

Wedgies are bad enough wearing men's underwear, now take a moment to imagine how much that's gotta hurt with thongs...OUCH!

The joys of being a student, you sleep in late, go out all night partying. But the downside, shared accommodation with a pedantic psychotic flat mate who leaves you crazy notes.

They said it could never happen, but here's the conclusive proof: people can fly, it just so happens they can only do it when poised above a bed. Coincidence? Don't be so sceptical, next thing you'll be telling me Santa isn't real.

Someone finally turned the rubbish you buy in the souvenir shops into awesomeness - But would you go to the lengths this person did? I don't think I could, but the results are amazing - Who would have thought that you could turn all this into art ?!

I like to party, you know, everybody does! Well at least that's what the song says & if I'm in the party mood, which is pretty much all the time, then I like to be surrounded by hawt chicks!

It's not a gallery dedicated to a compulsive truth distorter but something far more surreal. If you ever visit Tokyo you might catch a glimpse of this girl if you are lucky laying down the foundations of her very own art form. Weird.

We've had planking, owling, and batmanning. Now those weird internet types have come up with another craze that will be sweeping the globe. Cat breading. Sounds ridiculous, is ridiculous, is also pretty funny.

I dunno, but there is something slightly attractive and dangerous happening at the same time here? Maybe it's a 'no pleasure without pain' kinda thang? For those of you who love babes with some serious mouth machinery !

As the summer (yes, it really does exist) draws nearer, one respite is that the clothes worn gets fewer and at last, those pale bits of our bodies were only consigned to areas of our body that rarely saw the sun come out to play.

This weeks dump is huge. Seriously massive. If it was an actual dump it would need to be delivered by c-section. 120 pictures deep it's not for the fair of heart. Your clicking finger is about to enter the RSI danger zone. Enjoy.