Everyone Loves Yoga Pants

And on the seventh day, the men looked up to the heavens and cursed the Lord. "What have we done to deserve such a meagre, blighted existence" they drivelled. "Please show us you love us!" And the Lord gave them Yoga pants.

Wacky, wild and crazy faces, i just love it that no two are the same and some are totally WTF!? They say a picture is worth a thousand words, in this case a picture is worth a thousand smiles!

Nothing can stop these young whooper-snappers from conquering brave new worlds on their trusty mounts! Tomorrow's generation has NO fear!

Ready for some cats with Nick Cage's face shooped on to them? Yeah, me too. Despite a laundry list of some pretty-dammed god-awful career decisions, the intenet really does love Nick Cage. Perhaps a little too much...

Little known fact: All celebs are trained in the art of kissing air on both cheeks as a polite, normal greeting, so when one of their kind breaks protocol and does something different all kinds of awkward fail is sure to follow!

So here it is, the day of the week that feels like your human reset button has been engaged and life returns to, well, exactly the same as it did last week. That only leaves you 7 days to f#ck it all up again. Meanwhile, here are some pics.

I'm throwing a party and all these girls are invited! Come one, come all and bring your friends, as long as their idea of dressing up is to go out in a thong or micro-bikini. Let the good times roll.

Cowboy builders & bodge-job-artists the world over stand united and protest against the nanny-state health & safety regulations they're forced to endure. Here are some of their anti-safety campaign banners. OMG

People in Phucket seem to take great delight in stabbing stuff through their cheeks. Apparently their pain brings good luck to those that they pass as they walk around town, showing off their piercings. Weird.

If you think about it it's actually quite a primitive thing to do. Removing most of your clothes then having a wrestling match in a patch of mud. It sounds like something people did in the 12th century to settle their differences.

The war on photobombers continues. No where is safe, wherever there is a photo being taken there will be some sick individual waiting to destroy it. They hate us for our freedoms *sniff*