Ka-loo ka-lay everyone! It's almost the end of the week, and just like Lenny Henry tells us on those awful hotel adverts, it's almost time for the weekend. And what's a weekend all about? Going out, getting trashed and generally being like those pesky kids from Skins, sitting around in your pants as much as you can in 48 hours.
It's what sets us aside from the animals y?know. They can't figure out the little hole bit for willies.
It?d be remiss, and frankly irresponsible of us, as your favourite website of all time ever in the history of Google, to not keep you occupied between your next bottle of something fizzy or yeasty. It?d be like the 1994 film, Baby?s Day Out. You clearly can't be left to your own devices can you? Sometimes, just sometimes, you actually make us sorry to know you.


Gosh, women, eh? What with their rubbish driving, bitching and other stupid stereotypes. 
