This is one of the best paintings I own. Itâ€™s a painting of a guy kicking another guy in the face.
Hide the children. Another nipple has reared its ugly head on national TV. Read about it here.
The perp? Lita (above). The perv? Everybody watching, and re-watching, and re-watching the split second shot of her nip.
Now, I’m not surprised the WWE pulled this move– the name of the show is Raw, after all– I just wish they would’ve pulled it a couple of years ago when Stacy Keibler was still wrestling. It’s a bit more unlikely that Stacy is going to pop out of her dress on Dancing With The Stars… but I think I’m going to have to watch anyway. Just in case.
"Yo, I’m just gonna like hit this ball right here, you know what I’m sayin? Pshh, y’all gonna hate the style I create, straight 2008. Now can i get my 5-Wood? Ha. I said Wood."
Federline hits the links. How much do you want to bet he asked the course for a ‘tricked out cart, yo?"
More pics here, courtesy of A Socialite’s Life.
Hilary Swank and Chad Lowe: Dunzo. I just hope Chad gets to keep "Celebrity Charades" in the separation.
Link from Gawker.
Applications for the next "Numa Numa Guy" are no longer being accepted. We found him… or her. And his or her name is Pokemon Kid.
Wow… just… wow. 2006 couldn’t get off to a much better start.
E! is trying to make up for rewarding Ryan Seacrest with a $21 million dollar contract by posting a good old Seinfeld quiz. Too little to late, "entertainment!"
I’m not going to lie, I think I’m going to ace this thing. Thanks to syndication I watch between 3-6 Seinfeld episodes a day, so I’m definitely still the master of my domain.
Take the quiz here. What’d you get?
Thanks to Stereogum, I started off my morning the best way possible: watching little kids sing popular songs. On the internet– not in person– sickos.
Watch pre-teens sing Weezer, Gorillaz, and Gwen Stefani songs right here. Nothing’s cuter than watching litle kids sing about their dead father ("Wake Me Up When September Ends") Adorable!
Yeah, Ali G did it better (as Bruno), but check out what happens when the cast of Playboy’s "Totally Busted" tricks a couple of dudes into thinking they’re on Gay TV.
Safe for work, assuming your work allows you to listen to homophobic guys curse up a storm.
Jennifer Aniston decided over the Christmas period…it being the season of goodwill and all to call up her ex-husband Brad Pitt.
She dialled his cell phone only to have his new love, Angelina Jolie answer the phone for him. [keep reading]
It gets better. Apparently Angelina dropped the "I’m pregnant with Brad’s baby" bomb on
Mrs Ms. Aniston during their little conversation. Jennifer responded, "Oh yeah… well… people used to like having the same haircut as me" before abruptly hanging up and falling into the arms of Vince Vaughn. Who, the last time I checked, was a pretty big step down from Brad Pitt. Happy Holidays Jennifer. Happy holidays.
Click here in case you need proof that Vince Vaughn is no Brad Pitt. See?
When reached for comment, the guy from the movie Kids responded, "I have no legs/ I have no legs."
Since Lindsay admits in her interview that she’s attracted to "the ones I probably shouldn’t like," I’m thinking they might be a perfect match. There’s your next Hollywood power couple, people.