LEGO Movie Posters for Best Picture Oscar

The nine Best Picture Oscar nominees have been given a LEGO makeover. Posters for Gravity, Philomena, Her, Captain Phillips, Nebraska, Dallas Buyers Club, 12 Years a Slave, American Hustle and The Wolf of Wall Street have all been recreated.

It's that time of the year to throw caution to the wind and release your inner wild child. Drink like your life depended on it, even though a lot of these people are gonna regret it for a long time & if they don't, they should.

A picture paints a thousand words and that's definitely true if it just happens to be snapped at precisely the right (or wrong, depending on how you view it) moment to make the image as memorable as it could possibly be! Enjoy.

In Russia they do things a little differently on social media, they do things with a little more added WTF. Maybe the West could learn something.

Please let me take one, i'm not fussy, any of them will do, honest! If only life was that simple, walking up to a beautiful chicks and saying 'I'll take you please' and that was all there was to it. DAMN :(

In recent interwebs news, Canadian ISP's want to ridiculously increase caps and overuse charges, bad luck Canadians! (don't worry, we can say what we want about them, they won't be able to afford to load this page!

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.

Welcome to one of the most pleasurable pastimes on the whole planet, it's free, you can do it as many times and for as long you want (with the victim's consent) and it will always leave you with an enormous......smile :)

Craig Grant bought a tree farm far away from the city and turned it into a sanctuary for all the cats he has rescued. He lives there with the cats and provides lots of love, care and companionship.

A random bunch of über-hot non-fishfaces that we can all agree are ball-achingly SUPER-HOT. Hotter than salsa dancing on the moon in an acrylic jumpsuit. Hotter than sitting on a barbecue dressed as Jabba the Hut. Etc.

It was a great New Years Eve party, wine, women & song flowed like it'd never end. Now there is the small problem about making it home, which sudddenly seems a looong way away, if you can still remember where it is?