Somewhere in the Bible Moses made a small fortune forcing dogs to fight bulls for sport. Go ahead, look it up. I think it’s in one of those books ending in “s.”

Have you ever once wondered what it would be like to witness man’s best friend fight man’s best beast? If so, I’m assuming you’re banned from most pet stores in your area. Thankfully a lucky soul thought to photograph the event for future generations to see:

Here we see the conflict already in progress. Because one bull easily overpowers one tiny dog, the pit bull is granted an ally in his plight.

And right away things are looking pretty grim for the bull. His face, apparently delicious, is prime for nibblin’ at the hands of a tiny, vengeful dog.

And for the finishing blow, one dog takes to the skies in hopes of pulling his best Macho Man Randy Savage elbow drop. Surely this can only end in success.

Oh. Oh my. Oh my god. That just ruined my day.

Photos from Izismile.

Horses are heavy, and I hope I’m not telling you anything new by revealing that little piece of information. But now the world’s smallest horse weighs just six pounds.

Sure, it looks like some sort of nightmarish cow-dog hybrid, but that’s a 14-inch high pinto stallion trotting around that toddler. The horse’s dimensions are pretty typical for a human baby but not a horse. Oddly enough this isn’t the result of science run amok. That’s all natural pony, my friends.

You can see a full image gallery of the horse here.

Despite being monsters, most Pokemon look cute. A little too cute, in fact. I wish someone would take time out of their busy day to render my childhood heroes as terrible monsters OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS?

An artist has rendered 150 Pokemon of various generations as tradition Japanese monsters. This image had to be resided and it really doesn’t do the art justice. Some of these really are mind-bogglingly terrifying. You should most certainly check out the gallery at the artist’s blog.

Legos are awesome. There’s really no room for argument on the subject. If you were a child deprived of the awesome colorful blocks then I weep for you. If you were a child raised on Megablocks then I consider you my mortal enemy. Pray we never meet.

Some people refuse to see Legos as simple toys. To these people, Lego bricks create art. The hours of dedication they put into their craft put mortal men like you and I to shame. Take, for example, this:

That’s Han Solo frozen in carbonite made entirely out of Legos and to scale. Do you know how many bricks that is? Answer: quite a bit.

That’s a Lego giraffe. I don’t know if it’s to scale or not because I don’t encounter giraffes very frequently, but do you see that guy hanging out by his leg there? He’s not made of Lego. Safe to assume that dude is to scale.

And this is sushi. I can’t say it looks terribly lifelike and I doubt that anyone would ever confuse this with genuine sushi, but if they did they would be in for a torrent of choking hazards. I guess that’s neat.

If you like Legos (and who doesn’t?) check out a gallery of awesome Lego creations at WhatPoll.

We live in the age of convenience. Almost everything we want can be given to us relatively quickly, if not through online stores then through vending machines. And no one knows vending machines like Japan.

Vending machines are pretty common in Japan, but that’s not what makes them unique. Its what you find in individual machines that makes them stand out. Along with the usual things like beverages and toys you can also come across some more “adult” oriented items. Just look at this book vendor:

For a supposed vendor of books, that machine exclusively carries pornography and pornography accessories. Compare that to Barnes and Noble: the variety is less but I suspect that the buisness itself is booming.

Next up is a lingerie vending machine for all you ladies out there that are too classy for Victoria’s Secret but not too classy for a public sidewalk. I’m not really sure how this works with determining sizes and things like that, but that’s why I write a blog on the Internet instead of stuffing a machine with ladie’s sleepwear.

Finally, meet the Liquor House Mini. For the booze hound on the go, this little number stocks all the brands and flavors your inebriated brain can stand to remember.

For a huge gallery of Japanese vending machines, check out News-World.

So you’ve come to that point in your relationship where you realize your lover is someone you’d much rather stab in the eye than spend the rest of your life with. No biggie, man. We’ve all been there. This moment shouldn’t make or break the rest of your relationships. At least, not if you handle it correctly. There’s a few methods to dealing with such an event. The first is to take a very truthful approach:

In this example, the author has taken a very professional tone in their writing, creating a feeling of self-worth in the reader. Then, after all the compliments, he cuts right in by handing her the pink slip. Short, sweet and to the point. But if that’s somehow too long for you, why not take a route that’s even shorter while also being publicly humiliating?

I don’t know who Kevin Maxey is but now the entire reader base of the Littleton Times does, and they also know that he’s apparently not “boyfriend” material. It’s a good thing this is in the want ads, though. If he checks out the “For Sale” section he might be able to find a nice box to keep his wounded pride in.

For this last approach the author got real. He knew that no matter what words he used or what publication his ad would be printed in, someone was going to walk away with a broken heart. So, why not soften the blow with some good old-fashioned giraffe riding?

Check out a full gallery of the most absurd break-up letters at Huffington Post.

Man, how awesome would it be if Batman were real? For one thing, that means that the Penguin would be real by proxy, but it also means that crime would be cut drastically out of fear of a series of Baterang-related hospitalizations.

Batman is one of the few superheroes that would make an awesome reality. Captain Planet, the defender of Mother Earth and all that jazz, would not. To support this bold claim of mine I present to you, humble reader, some photographic evidence:

There’s just something about this – perhaps the poorly dyed hair, silly looking lady gloves or fondness for chain-smoking, that screams “I’m Captain Planet, sort of.” On one hand, I’m not really one to judge, but on the other hand judge judge judge judge. Judge.

I like to think this is the same man from the first picture photograped ten years in the future. I like to think this because it allows me to continue judging him unhindered by guilt.

To see a full gallery of blue shame, check out theCHIVE’s collection of the worst Captian Planet costumes.

Trees. Hard, throbbing trees.

A collection of seemingly pr0nographic trees can only mean that to someone, somewhere, trees are sexually exciting. Sure, the images are collected as a joke, but somewhere a lonely individual saw the above image and immediately dropped their pants.

Deviancy on this level is inexcuable. Remember when tree-huggers were the go-to group of people to mock? Well, what about tree-putsinpenisers? Why haven’t we jumped on that bandwagon? I guess what I’m trying to say is these people need to be called out on their perversion.

For a full gallery of delinquents, check out COED Magazine’s collection of tree pr0n.