Muscle Woman

She's like Wonder Woman but with bigger calves! Actually, that's wrong: she's more like He-Man, but with worse taste in dogs and sandals. And bigger calves! Meet Anne Freitas, one of the world's muscliest woman. Ace.

Rick James never said a truer word when he sang 'Woodwork squeaks & out come the freaks' & wouldn't have been out of place amongst the characters who came to show off their home-made costumes in NYC this week. Epic.

It doesn't help that most of these people are as ugly as sin anyway, but add in the distortions from messing up a panoramic photo and you have some true nightmare fuel.

There is something very spicy about the way this spicy Mexican beauty wears her body - You wouldn't kick her out of bed just for leaving taco crumbs !

Hollywood have been churning out the same interchangeable rubbish movie-in movie-out over the past ten years, so it's ALWAYS refreshing to see a fan's take on a movie in the form of a well thought-out poster design. There's 30 crackers here.

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.

People are requesting doodles on their takeaway boxes, with surprising results. I'd be scared that the surly recipient of my order would decide to smear his or her own bodily excretions on my food rather than getting arty.

Hipsters are a strange breed, especially the ones on Tumblr. They love their vague and over-emotive desaturated photoshops on that site. There are just so many of them, they needed culling. Ergo. They were ripe for trollin'

Stare, go on, take a good long look. Didn't quite get your fill then stare some more. Why not? There's no harm in looking, right? Just make sure there's not a camera around to catch your indiscretion.

Hot women in sports jerseys! You know the scene: tight bods wrapped in tiny tops, taught midriff, ponytail cap, big SMILE. It what we in the trade like to term Jock Fodder. Right, now who wants to down a yard of Jager and sit on our lap, eh?

It's a harsh world out there, one that craps on your dreams & punches you in the face with the cold hard truth. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world. Deal with it :(