24, 28. BUTT BUTT BUTT!

American Football, or yankee hand-egg as it's known to the rest of the world, is just a sport like any other. With the addition of lovely ladies in lingerie however it transcends the mere boundries of sport and becomes AWESOME!

I once had a position in a lettuce factory and it was my job to peel off the outer leaves and cut it down the middle, then pass it on. I lasted a day. And it wasn't like I was sucking the cr*p out of festival toilets either. Crap jobs, eh?

Bieberkinis are the hot new thing right now, what do you mean you haven't got one, what the hell is wrong with you?. It's like 'baby, baby baby', but it's also like 'oh…'. Next week, BieberDongs.

Capturing an exact moment in a photo sometimes yields totally different results than at first expected, when something in total action mode gets frozen in time some very interesting outcomes can happen that are awesome!

Yes! Go grandpa, just because he's a tenth of your age does not mean you don't put that mofo to the floor, sport's sport, there's no fair play, just winners and losers, and who do you want to be? That's right, winners! ROFL.

More evidence (as if any was needed), or maybe it's some last-minute revision of the inextricable correlation between the ambient temperature and the attractiveness of the native females. Hot weather = hot women. Fact.

Everyone loves bacon, except for maybe religious types and vegetarians, but they don't really count as people anyway. The rest of us love bacon and aren't afraid to say it. Then there are these guys, who take it a little too far...

You can't have a good computer game show without some cosplay characters on parade brightening up your day and when that event is held in Tokoyo you just know it's gonna be a bit special.

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!

In an alternate universe there is a planet where it's the guys and not the girls who are masters in the totally annoying internet art of duckfacing. But fear not, it's not something that could ever happen here. Could it!?

Do you ever wonder sometimes that if there is a god, why in 'his' name did he only make the weekend last for 48hrs? I mean, i know we are meant to spend Sunday honoring his existence, but that leaves no time to look at stuff like this!