Power Rangers Vs. Zombies

Everyone knows that Power Rangers and the shambling undead are mortal enemies, but this is the first time I've seen their everlasting conflict depicted in the form of an impromptu flashmob. Sterling work, chaps.

We all must've wanted to be a housepet at some point, no work, free food & you can sleep all day. Well some pets are living that dream & more. They not only get food and housing, they also get bewbs.

It's a sad statement to make but some people really have some serious issues with alcohol. I mean, what a total waste of spilled beer, have these people no shame?

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.

Like most beauty treatments, if you can tell that someone has had cosmetic surgery then they've not had it done right. Unless they're like 103 trying to look 25 again, in which case it's inevitable...Prepare to enter the freak zone. OMG.

Mike Tyson has certainly had his shares of ups and downs in life. From the looks of the pool, he probably had one hell of a last party before abandoning his mansion!

I love a themed party, why? Well, for one it's a chance to adopt an alter-ego personality & of course the other reason is that chicks seem to love come dressed, well, in not very much at all - Let the party begin!

The age of the self-shooting sweetheart is definitely upon us with a fine display of intimate self-portrait perfection. Forget the lighting, the background and just concentrate on the superb subject matter.

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.

No one reads anymore, not when we have endless cat videos at the click of a button, so librarians need ways to grab our attention and make us want to pick up a book—and this is a great way of doing just that.

I'm guessing that if you're a busy hard-working journalist with deadlines to meet then sometimes you just don't notice the perverted prose you are inadvertently writing, or then again, maybe you do!?