Worst Book Covers Ever

Not only are these off-putting but they a simply the most cringingly, hilrariously awful covers imaginable, and every single one of them is genuine. I don't know about you but I want a copy of that Tractor men one...

Japan. It's the land of the rising sun, tsunamis, nuclear power plant meltdowns, fallout and of course a culture that, well, is different than anywhere else on the planet, if you want to experience the surreal then this is the place to live. Cool.

It's something that has happened to all red-blooded males with a pulse and GOD FORBID that there might be someone around with a camera to record the event when it does!

'Drool, drool everywhere & not a drop to spare!', that's how desperate things are for a dude when these chicks come out to play - All dressed up (and sometimes not) and everywhere to go - Thank you God for inventing babes!

Do you 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.

For some of us it feels that it's another amazing summertime, filled with good times, lasting memories, happiness and the thought of good times shared. For the rest of us it means it's soon time to get back to work or school.

Every single one of these 36 images fit that description to a T. If you can explain away any of the abstract weirdness exhibited in this gallery then you're a better man than me.

No other acronym accurately and succinctly summarises what is going on in each and ever single one of these photographs. What is going on here? We don't know. And we don't want to know. The only thing for sure is 'WTF!?!'

You know how the rest of the song goes!I love the fact that whenever chicks gather together the temperature begins to soar and even the dullest of parties begins to kick off!

Yep, it's official, some people are definitely on a completely different wavelength than the rest of us and what they take for normal everyday activities would send the rest of us running for the hills. It's a very strange planet we live on.

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.