Gaming Heaven

Some say that E3 isn't what it used to be. That it's become more of an event for industry insiders that actual gamers. If these pictures are anything to go by though, those reports have been greatly exaggerated.

These women ain't just "fit" they are "PWOPER FIT": you could play their stomachs like fleshy glockenspiels. They probably get up stoopid early, but SH*T, THEY HOT!

Ain't no party like a bikini party. Whoever came up with this formula is a True American Hero. Girls, bikinis and water spraying everywhere. It's like one of Stewie Griffin's epic parties, but even better!

Remember when you were a kid & used to play in the schoolyard & girls would do things... well, for girls only!? Now we have grown up and found them 'interesting' it seems that sometimes those rulez still apply.

Another week rolls round and you start to make promises that deep down you have no intention of keeping. 'I will never drink again'. Of course you will, you liar, you just need to wash the ink off your face and lay low for a couple.

So all you are doing is trying to take a nice ordinary, everyday picture of your friends and before you know it some major celebrity is trying to get in on the action by goofing off in the background and photobombing you. Pfft.

Sorority parties, 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?

In a quest to boldly go where no chick has gone before, today's cuties will go to any extreme to create the perfect photograph worthy of any MySpace & Facebook profile - It's the most 'safe' fun you can have with your clothes off!?

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*

Another week rolls round and you start to make promises that deep down you have no intention of keeping. 'I will never drink again'. Of course you will, you liar, you just need to wash the ink off your face and lay low for a couple.