Bad Babes

Butter-wouldn't-melt girl next door types are all well and good but they're not as much fun as a hell raising bad girl. Here's a gallery full of ladies who don't wait until halloween to dress like they're on the game.

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?

When the booty flakes are this big, two scoops is way more than the recommended daily allowance. Still, if you're into that sort of thing and don't mind living a little dangerously, fill your boots. There's plenty to go around!

Somehow i reckon that some of these things will never turn up again, because they only really existed in the despairing victim's imagination. And the only reward they seem to be offering is that these bring a smile to your cynical face!

What the hell would we do at Christmas if chicks weren't invented, can you imagine? Without mammaries of mass distraction man would probably have time to invent clean energy or annihilate each other, just for kicks!

This set of pictures are brought to you by both the joys of the digital camera & the sharing of information rapidly over the internets! In later life they may regret these pics being all over the web but, meh, who cares!

How big is too big? It's kinda like saying how much drink is too much drink, because it all depends what mood you are in, where you are and your perspective on the situation - For me the answer is big, but not too BIG!

Just a small collection of random hot girls! It's the way every man likes their girls - hot and random!

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!

If you live in the first world you're probably toiling under a constant barrage of earth shattering problems that only other people who live in the first world can empathise with, like these. Here's to you, you poor unfortunate souls.

Everyone loves bacon, except for maybe religious types and vegetarians, but they don't really count as people anyway. The rest of us love bacon and aren't afraid to say it. Then there are these guys, who take it a little too far...