Quirky Tourist Pillows

'You are now entering Crenton, the city with the most intriguing 'You are now leaving' sign.'

The Metropolitan Museum of Cat Videos

'Why, thank you. When they started the vineyard five generations ago, I heard they were shooting for freakin' awesome.'

'Doreen's got a marvellous idea for attracting the tourists!'

Entering Paris, Maine.

Despite hard evidence to the contrary it was still considered lucky to kiss the Blarney Spike

Parisian Misguided Tours.

"Our next 20 minute stop is historic Greenwich village. For some of the best dumpsters to rummage through, please follow me."

"There are no direct flights, so we're booked on the Scenic Tour of East Coast airports."

Scary things in the museum

"We'd like to visit e-bay."

"It was rated on all the travel websites. 'Best economy tour'."

'Now Featuring Gas-Fired Microwave Campfires!'

Limbo Day at the Palace

Alligator Farm.

Las Vegas Church of the Holy Roller.

Wecome signs 'Las Vegas, please leave your good taste at front desk'

'What? At least, it's a more original souvenir than one of those stupid plastic Eiffel towers!'

Welcome to Las Vegas - a faith-based community.

At this exact location on May 23rd 1957, a bunch of people mounted this plaque to commemorate a surplus of funding for the Commemorative Plaque Society.

"Excuse me, Sir - could you photobomb our picture?"

After years of saving...Larry finally visits the mysterious 'Doorhenge'.

I used to love coming here. Nudist beach.

Secret Garden

World's Largest Hairball

Indian rajah rowing elephant in a monsoon flood.

Leaning Tower -After a bottle, Jean noticed the tower stopped leaning.

The Euro-Trash Trashcan

The city of San Francisco switches from cable cars to satellite dish at a cost of only $79.99 a month for the first six months.

"Off my back and out of the sack. Let's unpack and have a snack!"

The Hall Of Mirrors Jeretski Palace, Plovdo

'Do you have any specific regulations concerning travelling with pets?'

Introducing Piza Island.

Giant Monster in Bath

'Nobody ever before had took much notice of Granny's homemade flour-sack bloomers.'