For cases such as these, the trifecta of (at turns) taking to my bed, taking medicine, and taking a dose of laughter help alleviate the torture.
Here are a few things I've found recently that help with the laughter portion of that prescription:
Women's Porn. Totally safe for work. But you're on your own with explaining why you're laughing.
The Tale of Snow White and the Very Angry Dwarf. No pictures, just a funny and well-told story by
What Shamu Taught Me About a Happy Marriage. I believe it's time that a word is invented in English that describes the sensation of being equal parts amused and appalled. I've experienced that sensation more and more as I've coasted around the internet; people really are amazing. Anyway, whatever that word will be, all I can ask is that it's better than "blog" (such a terrible word, "blog". Bleh.) This Shamu story is the embodiment of that to-be-invented word. (Appused? <--no, that's too similar to "accused". Amalled? <-- no, that's got to be for something like getting sucked into spending time at a mall for several hours more than your worst nightmares would ever envision. Hmmm....more thinking is required here. Just not today.)
And finally, a YouTube link that is safe for work, sorta': Minnie Mouse Sex Scandal. How unsurprised am I that this took place in France? Which is not to say I couldn't see it happening elsewhere, it's just that it's so *perfect* that it took place in France, somehow.