Another video from apeman, the twisted Canuckistani genius who brought Hinterland’s Who’s Who’s Crack Spider into being.
Again, I’m sticking the video and lyrics over the jump because I was told that it was kinder to the people on dialup and also because I hope this way I won’t have to do a bloody restart every time my cache fills up.
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The world just can’t get enough GRILF lately, Gwyneth Paltrow’s rumoured Oscar nipple slip notwithstanding. So here, for you acting royalty fetishists, is a fantastic mashup video of The King and The Queen, together again for the first time.
How history would have been different, had they only gotten together and made sweet jungle love. Vid over the jump…
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God himself only knows how it was that a poor, overworked and obviously demented search engine, perhaps tired of finding the answers to only the most meaningless questions, reached out with the fragile query “Church etiquette for teenagers” and came up with my blog.
Other search engine items that led here:
and the immortal
Let it not be said that we at the ol’ raincoaster blog fail to come through for you, however righteous, gastrically distressed, scientifically curious, or obscene you may be.
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Video: David Caruso works the one-liners and specs. And he works them like they’ve never been worked before.
What a facial tic is to Robert DeNiro, what a cane was to Charlie Chaplin, what breasts were to Anna Nicole Smith, sunglasses are to David Caruso. In uniting his limitless repetoire of placement and removal with his unmatched ability to deliver the cutting and dramatic one-liner, this video has perfectly showcased the entire range of Caruso‘s talent in less than four minutes.
Is there an Emmy for Best Sunspec Snap? Continue reading
Yep, that’s twice in a week the demented ex-songbird has gone over the wall. First was Eric Clapton’s posh tank in Antigua, but the apparent gin drought on the tropical paradise was too much for the delicate pipes of the mistress of the High C, so she bailed, flying home to LA whereupon she staggered around the Valley for awhile, shaved her head (the curtains finally match the carpet!), got a couple of tattoos, attempted to rent a room at a posh hotel with nothing more than a lighter and some pocket lint, put her new house on the market, and on Tuesday voluntarily went to the Promises residential rehab in Malibu.
Now ETonline says she’s out again.
Sources tell ET that BRITNEY SPEARS left Promises residential treatment center in Malibu, CA early this morning — less than 24 hours after checking into the facility.
Following the news that she was in rehab, her manager LARRY RUDOLPH released a statement Tuesday, saying, “Britney Spears has voluntarily checked herself into an undisclosed rehab facility today. We ask that the media respect her privacy as well as those of her family and friends at this time.”…
Oops, she did it again!
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