This is a pretty freaky flash website, but it's damned cool. You could happily lose yourself for, oooh, at least 2 minutes.

You navigate about with a human hand taking on tasks for bizarre looking creatures; they're like a cross between some of the weird hybrid characters from the Yellow Submarine and a Ren & Stimpy cartoon at its most trippy and outlandish - all dazzlingly-coloured, malformed beasts, like a half-awoken brain that's spewed forth its misshapen, half-baked, lurid imaginings that look like they could do with another 30 minutes on Gas Mark 9.

A word of warning, do not attempt to navigate your way around the page if you are under the influence of psychedelics as you may very well lose not just yourself, but also your mind - You'll be cast adrift in the website forever trying to navigate yourself away, but failing, eventually resigning yourself to your destiny like some doomed tragic figure from Greek mythology, finally accepting your punishing fate where you'll no doubt spend eternity.

Who watches the watchmen...Police officers, huh? How about them, while they provide us with security and protection they can also make terrible mistakes. Some of them aren't happy until they've viciously beaten an innocent victim with a spiked truncheon to within an inch of their lives, stamped on their face with boots that have razor blades on their soles, then thrown powdered glass into their eyes and raped their entire family.

These are the sort of people who must watch the Rodney King tape as some kind of training video, studying it with the vigour of a seasoned scholar, exacting every last bit of information from it in the hope of gaining some new insight into lacerating a person's skull, or blinding them or leaving them with permanent brain damage, so they're a dribbling, fleshy goon, fit only for rocking back and forth like a demented pendulum, whose only use is as some sort of human time keeper.

Of course, there is a plus side to this whole thing, which is a big up to the little girl involved in this incident. Taking on three male cops, that's some good skills. She may grow up to be a professional wrestler, plus she can dine out on this story for years. 'Yeah, I may have cuts and bruises to my face and neck, but I kneed that pig scum so hard in the groin his manhood now sits in the back of his throat and he'll be tasting the sticky, salty richness of his own rancid balls for the rest of his life...'