Power Rangers Vs. Zombies

Everyone knows that Power Rangers and the shambling undead are mortal enemies, but this is the first time I've seen their everlasting conflict depicted in the form of an impromptu flashmob. Sterling work, chaps.

Joy of joys! Now this is what makes a great picture, not one single duck-face in sight and just a winning smile, look, asset, whatever is making the subject matter in question 'stand out' from the crowd. WANT!

And on the seventh day, the men looked up to the heavens and cursed the Lord. "What have we done to deserve such a meagre, blighted existence" they drivelled. "Please show us you love us!" And the Lord gave them Yoga pants.

Proof that under all that flubber lies a ripped body just waiting to be shown off. I just knew i had muscles. Kinda. I'm guessing that quite a lot of personal work was required to make some of these amazing body alterations posible.

If you want to put something awesome in your mouth, look no further than this gallery. It's got a tantalisingly tempting selection of top tips and serving suggestions to make your supper more succulent.

Some of these won't apply but I guarantee that at least one or two will become part of your everyday life and will make you day run a lot smoother. Personally the spam filter one has been a life saver. Thank you, Life Hacks!

You can always tell who they are because luckily they'll have a tattoo that looks similar to one of these resting just above their buttocks. So if you get chatting to a hawt girl at the club, ask her to bend over before you get to the bedroom.

So here we are again, the two days of not giving a f#ck have drawn to an end and now reality slaps you in the face and demands you get into some sort of shape to contend with work, college, slacking. Here are some photo-lolz to ease the pain.

It's one thing to take pictures of cute girls. It's another to take pictures of cute girls who are taking pictures! I wonder if the girls taking the pictures of the cute girls taking pictures are cute......Confused yet?

Nothing does it for me more than beautiful women with big bazookas and big guns! How she keeps from popping out of that top has physicists stumped.

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.