Why is it that putting a room full of gamers, adding in a couple of strangers and a game that encourages hilarity - in this case Burnout Paradise - results in the sort of conversations that would leave Faith Nelson blushing?

This evening's ruck on BP started of as fairly innocuous, with the occasional takedown shot of nudity, when suddenly the chatter erupted into something very disturbing and worrying.

"Well, cheese makes for the perfect kitten raping tool"

That one line led to talk of 'churning man milk', 'www.rapeatiger.co.uk', 'Fen Folk are all inbred', 'why not steal a car and attatch a cat to the back...'

Now I am an animal lover, but I found myself in hysterics when it came to the conversation, that almost became a Burnout Paradise/Bestiality version of 'The Aristocrats'.

Either way, we are off for a shower, need to wash the filth off...