All was atwitter over at Twitter as accounts were hacked and lurid secrets exposed. Fox News made a not so startling revelation about Bill O'Reilly's sexual orientation and Rick Sanchez just can't seem to stay away from that glass pipe. PUT IT DOWN RICK! Plus Britney's growler seems likes it's more ferocious than a lion's den. Open wide, indeed.

The thing is some people are getting all outraged and annoyed, but what if they weren't really hacked and these people just wanted to tell us a few home truths about themselves and this is just a big cover-up? Did someone say conspiracy? Oh, you were just sneezing. My apologies.

But anyway, if only they were true. What could we be seeing next? Kanye West admits his music is not that good, and he could probably do better if he teamed up with Fiddy Cent - maybe do a duet of Somethin' Stupid? Brings a joyful tear to my eye just thinking of it. Then Lindsay Lohan announces she's going to give up booze and become celibate. John Cleese posts something vaguely amusing breaking a 20 year 'no humour' policy, and Tom Waits claims he's penned a track that you can actually make out the words to.

Plus Sarah Palin posts her thoughts on epistemology posing such mind-boggling questions as how do we 'know' something and what does it mean to 'learn'. And finally Tweety Pie claims he definitely did not 'taut he taw a puddy tat'. He was just sleepy, that combined with his medication can play funny tricks on a bird's brain - it was probably just a pair of tights or something.

This is a pretty freaky flash website, but it's damned cool. You could happily lose yourself for, oooh, at least 2 minutes.

You navigate about with a human hand taking on tasks for bizarre looking creatures; they're like a cross between some of the weird hybrid characters from the Yellow Submarine and a Ren & Stimpy cartoon at its most trippy and outlandish - all dazzlingly-coloured, malformed beasts, like a half-awoken brain that's spewed forth its misshapen, half-baked, lurid imaginings that look like they could do with another 30 minutes on Gas Mark 9.

A word of warning, do not attempt to navigate your way around the page if you are under the influence of psychedelics as you may very well lose not just yourself, but also your mind - You'll be cast adrift in the website forever trying to navigate yourself away, but failing, eventually resigning yourself to your destiny like some doomed tragic figure from Greek mythology, finally accepting your punishing fate where you'll no doubt spend eternity.