The Pamela Anderson / Kid Rock split has left us confused, hurt, befuddled and most of all… curious. Curious what late night talk show host/ comedic genius Jay Leno will say about the whole thing. Throughout the years Jay has made the most obvious jokes about the biggest events of the day, which is why we’re going to start playing WWJS: What Would Jay Say? Below we’ve included three possible jokes that Jay might make about the Pam & Kid split. Guess which easy joke Jay will go with, then come back tomorrow to find out What Jay Said. It’s simple. So without further adieu:
WWJS about the Pamela Anderson / Kid Rock split?
- (a) After getting married in 4 separate ceremonies this summer, Pamela Anderson filed for divorce from Kid Rock today. So that’s one divorce down, three more to go!
- (b) Pamela Anderson and Kid Rock are getting divorced. According to the pre-nup she’ll get the kids and he’ll get the sex tape.
- (c) Pamela Anderson and Kid Rock filed for divorce today. Yeah, and when Britney Spears heard the news she said, “Does that mean Kid Rock is single again??? Yes!” You hear that Kevin? Britney Spears and Kid Rock. Can you imagine? (Kevin: Nah man, I can’t.) Wow!
So WWJS? One of these, or something else entirely? Leave your answers and possible suggestions in the comments!
After dating Ashton Kutcher and Eminem, Brittany Murphy finally finds someone that America can tolerate.
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We are constantly changing sides on the see-saw of dislike between two teams left on The Amazing Race: The Moms from Alabama, and the Beauty Queens from Our Nightmarez. On the one hand, the Single Moms relied heavily on help from the now-eliminated Cho Brothers, and their sourpuss faces have become quite tiring — then again, we always root for the middle-aged, less-attractive types. The Beauty Queens (who, we’re assuming, won said title from their state school sorority sisters) can irk at times. Hey, they’re perky and blonde and, if we had to choose, we’d easily befriend Kelly Ripa over either of them. Yesterday, the likebility scale began tipping sharply in the direction of the Bama Girls, or as the Blonde Beauties insist on calling them, “The Sistahs.” (We’re sure their “best friends are black.”) There is just something about the cocky expressions they wear on their faces that completes the circle of hatred in our hearts. So, who to root for? The Druggy Zoolanders might have our vote, if they didn’t seem just as cokey… er, cocky… as the girls. And Ike Turner & Co. (i.e. Rob and Kim) need to get runover by a runaway cart Les Miz-stizz ASAP.
Last night’s episode took the four remaining teams on a tour across Morocco, including a Gladiator-like chariot ride and dozens of native extras, paid to cheer for some American D-List reality show stars being dragged around the track. There was some car trouble on Rob and Kim’s end, but the team managed to somehow not end up last. That honor was bestowed to… (Entering the Spoiler Room…)
The Blondes! And sadly, it was a non-elimination round. Still, the pressure is on now for them to come in first on the next leg of the race. Something tells us that they’ll stop at nothing (we’re talking Tonya Harding-esque tactics, folks) to make this happen. Also, can we talk about how hilarious the preview for next week’s episode was? Looks like the locals pelt the sh*t out of Rob and Kim with tomatoes! (Or were those apples? That almost seems too deadly…)
Help: Who should we be rooting for?
Kids… we don’t know how to tell you this. Here, just take a seat. Okay. Mommy and daddy are getting… mommy and daddy are getting divorced. Don’t cry. I know we’ve only been married for a couple of months but we just feel like this is for the best. There’s nobody to blame, really. It’s just sometimes grown-ups grow apart, and that’s what happened here. When we met, we had the world at our feet, and we were ready to take on all challenges together. But time changes people. For example, it’s made mommy older and scarier looking by the day, while it’s made daddy realize that drinking, drugging and banging strippers every night is way more fun than being a dad. It’s like the old expression, “Why marry the cow when you can go out and nail a lot of whores for free?” Or something like that. Stop crying. Anyway kids, we’ll still be there for you. If you ever need your mother, just call Aunt Paris or Aunt Britney… I’m sure she’ll be slutting it up all over town with those two. And daddy? Well, you know where to find him. Just make sure you have enough money on you to pay the $20 cover plus one $8 drink. And if any of the kids at school make fun of you because mommy and daddy got married in their bathing suits or because they insisted on getting married multiple times, you just tell them to mind their own business. Because chances are we’ll be back together before you know it. Whoa. Okay, keep crying.
Most people are fans of Tom Brady for 1 of 2 reasons: He’s a good football player, and he’s drop dead gorgeous. But no fan can even compare to the level of obsesion seen by the man who made this Tom Brady Tribute Video to the tune of Kenny Rogers‘ “Lady.” One word: Aww.
(From With Leather via GorillaMask)
You knew this was coming. Somebody over at YTMND finally took the time to remix Kramer’s recent racist tirade. And even though you might not want to admit it… it’s pretty damn amazing (and NSFW, obviously.) It might be the catchiest tune you hear all day. You’re going to have a hard time getting it out of your head.
Just be careful you don’t start singing it in public. You know, for obvious reasons.
You would think that on the one weekend this nation has to give thanks for all the cocaine daddy’s money buys, Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan could put aside their differences and learn to get along. But, as this video caught by an X17 Online lensman of LiLo proves, even Thanksgiving won’t cure Paris Hilton’s Catscratch Fever. In the vid, a determined Lohan hoofs it out of an SUV over to the cameraman, and recounts the horror of having a drink thrown at her by Paris. Doesn’t Paris know alcohol + firecrotch = certain death? The transcript:
This is a video that Paris Hilton… and I’m saying this on tape… she hit me last night, for no reason apparently, at my friend’s house, and I didn’t know she’d be there. And she hit me, she hit me with a drink, and it hurts and it’s not okay.
And I’m sorry for everyone that thinks I’m crazy. I’m not… I’m just trying to act.
Just… trying to act, eh Linds? That’s funny, because last I remember, I don’t recall ever seeing Lauren Bacall exiting a car wearing thigh-high patent leather eff-me boots. And I think… no, I’m actually certain, that I have absolutely no idea what Katherine Hepburn‘s vagina looks like. But we’re not gonna lie: Bacall would no doubt kill Hepburn in a broken-bottle showdown. Whatever that means.
p.s. Can anyone actually see the bruise? Kinda looks like orphan dirt to us.
Our step cousin-in-laws over at Vh1′s Web Junk Blog point us to this AMAZING clip of Leonard Neuman, a St. Louis personal injury lawyer who wants you to know about your right to collect money, a right he repeatedly reminds you of, as a catastrophic Armageddon rages on in the background. Incidentally, this spot was directed by filmmaker Michael Bay.
I have absolutely no problem with Heidi Klum singing a Christmas song. In fact- the more Heidi in my life, the better. But there’s something about this video that screams “Karaoke!” Maybe it’s the special effects, maybe it’s the snowy B-roll or maybe it’s the random landscape shots that you tend to only see in karaoke videos, I’m not sure. Either way… this is awesome.
Thank you Dlisted. Thank you.