DO NOT WANT!

How To Tell an Underage Drinker

There's a little known secret that bartenders use to tell who's underage at their bar: if you're drinking beer through a straw, you're definitely under 21.


Thanks to the anonymous contributor who sent me this.

Faund Magazine

A few weeks ago, two Swiss design students asked me to contribute to a zine called Faund Magazine. Since the only thing I love more than Swiss design and zines is Swiss design student zines,, I was pumped. The zine is all photos that found on the internet by guest "finders". This is only their second issue, and I was psyched to be asked to contribute. I sent them a bunch of photo of goth weddings I found on Flickr; I'm not sure how many or which ones they'll use, but here's a quick sample below.

You can buy the issue for 7 Euros, which is something like a million US dollars, right? Check out more photos and how to buy here at Faund.net, which is their site that exists to promote their paper zine which preprints images that were found on the internet. The call is coming from inside the house, people.



Faund Magazine Issue #2 on sale now:

Keg Gremlins

A house party with a keg, what with its opportunity for getting semi-nude and behaving inappropriately in a relatively consequence-free environment, can transform a normal human into an panty-clad werebeast. It's like if you get a mogawi wet or feed it after midnight and it turns into a gremlin.

Octopi Beer Bong

For 8 of your closest friends.


According to the description on Flickr, this was 11:30am at a Nascar race.

Fuck Off, I Can Stand On My Own

That's literally what this photo was titled on Flickr.



These guys look so clearly British, they might as well put this photo on the pound note.

Halloween Fiesta

S-s-s-s-s-s-somebody stop me! I've got Halloween fever!

According to this person's description for their photo, their grandmother is the babe in the tiger outfit. ME-OW.


Skunky pussy:


At first I thought this was a really awesome costume of the eSurance.com cartoon pitchwoman, but then I realized it was just a cat with a wicked reverse muffintop.


Speaking of reverse muffintop, this girdle is doing to his manboobs the same thing the same thing it's doing to my desire to ever be intimate with another human ever again: slowly squeezing the last succulent morsels of life out of it.

Thanks to Lindsay for sending me this picture of her friends.


(Thanks to Peter W. for this photo!)