The Smoking Gun has revealed that Playboy Playmate Nicole Narain–the woman who bedded Colin Farrell by camcorder light–may score $3 Million from an internet porn outfit for her part in the X-rated home movie. The payday hinges on whether she’ll win the case against Farrell and be granted distribution rights.
The way we see it, if Farrell could pocket $8 million for f*cking up bad guys in S.W.A.T, Narain is entitled to at least $3 million for f*cking up Farrell’s career.
Via Boing Boing, I have found the single greatest alarm clock in the history of recorded time.
Oh, how many times I’ve wanted to shoot my alarm clock…
Who is Chico you say? Well, he’s a former goat herder and male stripper and it just so happens he "has sold twice as many records as Madonna in recent weeks to become the first Arab to top the British pop singles chart since records began 44 years ago." From goat herder and male stripper to having the number one single in Britain? Yeah, I think Chico qualifies as a candidate for Best Week Ever.
Madonna’s new video Sorry was supposed to be so racy in it’s first incarnation that it had to be censored for MTV. We got a hold of the original, uncensored version and between the candy colored makeup and the boozey-make out sessions in the back of a trailer cruising down the LA streets, the video was about as titillating as The Fifth Wheel. In fact I think it was an episode of The Fifth Wheel. (via IDLYITW)
Watch out for Brids. You never know where they’re going to strike next.
I’m sure you’ve noticed a lot of ads for custom T-shirt companies (like Neighborhoodies) where you see some funny slogan featured atop a pair of large, shapely breasts. But it seems like a lot of the ads don’t show the model’s head. Well, you can finally see what she looks like. See this Best Week Ever exclusive after the jump…
Trey Parker & Matt Stone dropped by The Late Show with David Letterman last night to talk about the new season of South Park… and more importantly, about Isaac Hayes and Chef-Gate. Watch the video to hear their side of the story.
The TV used to believe in us, it used to give us hope for a better life with bigger windows, more expensive furniture and lots of free time. You had the Friends, who lived in multi-million dollar lofts on their waitress-caterer budget. And the office-buddies at Just Shoot Me and Suddenly Susan, who spend their days in colorful, couch-heavy offices with large kitchens and friendships that went beyond the work day.
But these days we’ve gotten less optimistic in our portrayal of 20-something life on TV. Want proof?