My uber-brilliant sister called me with this website today, which I now love. The best so far has to be the one about guitar dude. Because, well, we all know one. Mine was about 8 feet tall and looked like a Ken Doll. He came complete with Ken's IQ and faux feminist mantra. (ie: I enjoy watching the Miss America Pageant because I can appreciate the beauty and diversity of the female form.) Enjoy.