Enemy Mine
“The Bra Shop,” John Currin, 1997. Oil on canvas. (click on tits)
The title of the 22nd James Bond film is… Quantum of Solace.
WTF: Wolozin called 911 45 minutes after her first call to Olsen.
Harry reviews Rambo: “A great action movie is supposed to make you shit your pants. (only, without the shit).” Honestly, what the yap is wrong with this guy?
Heidi and Spencer’s 13 Cheesiest Moments: Who wants vomit?
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Miley Cyrus reminds us of Louis Gossett, Jr. Is that wrong?
The Beastie Boys Lied: In reality, on Mojo’s back, not one egg did crack… According to Mojo.
Victoria’s Secret: Emanuela de Paula
I dunnno. Harry Knowles’ opinion has been questionable/slipping for some time now.
the Mojo story plays like the opening to an 80s dance video. Mojo is mad but then catches the eggs, laughs, starts beatboxing, etc..
in the masseuse’s defense, Mary Kate does look like a magical elf. 45 minutes is ridiculous.
lulzers, the one with Spencer and Heidi on the tandem bike. they’re aggressive smearing the fake in our face.
when do they start singing duets. so retro.
it physically pains Pratt to have to look happy. it BURNS! reason enough to continue watching to see how long he can keep it up.
god if only the cameras were around to catch their private moments… their tea parties!
strange name for an action movie.
oh the street boners is Vice Gavin’s new site. ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. now it all makes sense.
those scorchers, the whigs, tore it up on letterman. cohesive and primal. they make Battles look like they’re asleep at the wheel.

VSecret like some super skinny torsos on their girls.