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.

Geeky gamer girls are a rare breed. These she-nerds could be the real deal or they could be of the Olivia Munn "will geek for $$$" variety. To be honest though I'm not sure if I really care.

You will NEVER regret spending a day marveling at God's wonderful creations, the cool water on your body, the soft sand beneath your feet AND the overload of beautiful beach babe butt in your face - DAYUM!

These photos might just be a one-off & she could have had them taken for a laugh - However, by whatever fate or design, they found their way to the internet & for that reason alone i know there IS a god !

You definitely meet a different class of female at conventions that requires them to turn up in cosplay outfits. It breaks the ice about conversation starters - you already know they are into the same thing you are. Genius.

There's more ample maiden's mounds than you could possibly get your head around (or in) - These luverly ladies should definitely come with a suffocation warning. It may be dangerous but it will surely be worth it.

Trust good old Mother Nature to come up with millions of years of evolution to produce some of the most beautiful natural monuments the planet has ever seen - I would gladly plant a flag on ALL of them. I would. Really.

Eric Cartman might not be a fan of the Titian look but if you're not dreaming of daywalkers by the end of this gallery then I'll eat my hat. And dye my hair red.

I'm throwing a party and all these girls are invited! Come one, come all and bring your friends, as long as their idea of dressing up is to go out in a thong or micro-bikini. Let the good times roll.

I once had a position in a lettuce factory and it was my job to peel off the outer leaves and cut it down the middle, then pass it on. I lasted a day. And it wasn't like I was sucking the cr*p out of festival toilets either. Crap jobs, eh?

Ah, for those wonderful days of college life, where you devoted all of your time to study and the pursuit of knowledge to further your young mind. There was very little time for anything else really. Or was that in another reality?