Someone just got told some basic social standards. You go blue text, you hella.

Captain Crunch got his butt kicked by a lot of puffins who were happily able to lend a tyre for safety. Thank you puffins, you are nice.

That feel when you only live once.

Pepsi's twerk team seem to be taking it up a notch.

Looks like pompadour head went to too many rock concerts.

Santa has now gone back to playing with his hula-hoop, regretting the day he allowed Google to take over Christmas.

It seems Stephen Hawking has resorted to using less than usual methods of scientific elaboration.

Investigations have left us with the result that yes, John Egbert is an adorable son of a female dog.

Ashiya takes advice from his Lord Satan to bake those nice pork buns they had whilst they were devouring human souls.

The butcher pig from that one creepy as hell Batman comic decides to avert their aims to raising a loving child. Their choices are admired.

The TARDIS is locked inside of a flamed prison. Space burns as the plasma lasers navigate through and destroy the constellations.

The brother of Julius Caesar chose to finally exist.