Expectations Vs Reality

It's always the same, isn't it, especially during the holiday season. You build up expectations in your head about how it will be and then the cold reality of 'how it really is' slaps you in the face. Sigh

It's Tuesday (or Monday, depending on where you are?) which can only mean one thing. Time for another of our patented pic dumps. We've been scouring the intertubes for delectable morsels and here's what we dredged up. Enjoy.

Summer's here (at last) and now that we've all got used to that yellow disk in the sky radiating heat and other caner-inducing particles, we suddenly realise it's not the best weather for surfing the interwebs. B4 you melt, here are some pics.

A colorful collection of wasted women who still manage to look cute with their heads stuck down the toilet bowl & vomit coming out of their mouths! It's amazing there was still someone left standing to capture this with a camera!

These events would make Darwin turn in his grave! A great collection of screw-ups. With epic fails a plenty, this one should have you in stitches!

Some self-shooting showdown of epic proportions as rival phone pretties put on their best poses (and smallest outfits) to outdo the competition in a battle of the bewts. It's pretty much what smatphones were made for.

Summertime's here & the temperature's rising everywhere, especially when it comes to members of the opposite sex - they seem waay hotter than they usually are (in a metaphorical sense), Lets hope you don't get burnt.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to work at Digg? Well this is about as close as you can get without actually working there. Looks like my kind of job!

He will never be able to get rid of the little kid/Harry Potter image however hard he tries. In the later pictures when he is trying to look tough/sexy/thoughtful he looks like a biggest weiner on the planet. unlucky kid.

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.

The wonderful thing about Facebook is the ability to troll and comment on your friend's intimate dirty laundry, so not only do your buddies find out, but all those people you've not spoken to since High School too.