Fifties Photoshop

Back in the fifties before they had photoshop they used to use paint. Not MSPaint, actual paint. Crazy huh? Still, it beats the alternative - a realistic depiction of female beauty in the media. That'd be terrible.

It's surprising the human race is alive and relatively well, if not mentally stable, after looking at some of these pics. The sins of the father and of the mother too. No doubt these kid'll grow up to be well-rounded, fully developed deviants

I love the fact that where & whenever females gather together, the temperature begins to soar and even the dullest of parties begins to kick off - It's nature's way of letting us know who's really in charge!

Tell me, i've always wondered, If you shoot yourself with your phone is that social suicide? I only ask because if you post the results to the interwebs and are not cute enough to make the cut you suffer social death.

If only chicks were like clothes, you know, you could walk into a shop, pick out something that looks nice & go into a changing room to try it out for size. Of course you'd know how much it was gonna cost you before you bought it!

It's amazing just how much fun you can have with just a window, landscape, and a few pens. From such simple things, a creative mind can conjure up and offer up a batch of greatness that truly has to be witnessed.

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.

Those clever people in the advertising industries don't get paid to pick their asses you know, well only if it was part of an advertising campaign for, say, a new chocolate raisin. Even McDonald's manages something mildly entertaining!

Like Girls? Like Guns? Well, like so many things in life these two are even better when they're combined. If they were covered in bacon as well I would refuse to believe that i wasn't in heaven. Imagine that. Om nom nom. Bang.

Maybe it's the padding, maybe it's the anonimity, there's something about being in a massive furry suit that makes you think you can get away with anything.

There comes a time when you are at college when your dorm buddies get too tired of putting up with your mess . We've all either been the target or the author of one of these notes. Do they make a difference? Probably not?