Thursday Thigh: Notting Hill Carnival

If there is anywhere in London chicken bones will be rife for a party, it's Notting Hill Carnival. It's really the only reason to go apart from getting shot, stabbed or to have a quick acid shower. These little carnival goers are hot toeing it with the best floats and parade people like they own the event. The top shot shows the lengths these bones will go to to make the carnival a memorable event. Thanks to avid boner kittydonks for risking her bones to get these lush snaps.

Thursday Thigh: Basement Break-in

This sneaky bone is trying to break into an underground bucket rave. Its still daylight, and the pingers are 8 hours from being dropped, but he hasn't got the secret herbs and spices password for entry. His other mates are already in, hiding in the speakers. They gave this wing wrong directions though: through the mouth of the face, 6 bits of glass up. Otherwise you drop in the urinal and get pissed on by shrivelled drug dicks all night.

Tuesday Treat: Birthday Bones

It's not often chickens get to celebrate their 1st birthday before being beheaded and running around only to fall in a vat of bubbling oil. Same goes for bones; it's tough once they're out of the bain-marie. But these punks have managed to buck the trend hold a wild street birthday party, complete with drugs and cake. They are just choosing the dessert as we speak. There must a vegan bone amongst them going by the chickpeas, and the nappy seems to be their jumping castle. God bless them.