Jello Puddin’ Flops
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– George Bush the I has sure got his plate full for the tail end of this week. First he’s gotta pay his respects to his former boss, Rappin’ Ron, and then, to celebrate his 80th b-day, he’s going to parachute jump out of a plane in Tejas. C’mon, we all know that aint happening. He’s probably going to watch reruns of The Golden Girls and bone Babs all night long.
– Franz Ferdinand are coming to NY for two shows next week. There’s an after party after the Thursday, June 17th show featuring Ulrich Schnauss and DJ Sets from the members of FF @ APT (419 W. 13th Street), from 11 p.m. to 4 a.m. Btw, anyone got an extra ticket to the Webster Hall show for Papa Thigh Daddy?
– He’s no Abe Froman, but this ‘Sausage King’ wanted to grind up the meat inspectors. [Link via A Cruise-Spanko]
– I feel bad for NYC kidz. First of all, they really only have one park to play in, Halloween consists of going door to door… in an apartment building, and now the sweet sweet sound of their ice cream man may be silenced for good. Well, on the bright side, they do get to eat the greatest bagels, deli, and za in all the land.
– Anna Nicole will hump anything with a pulse. And now you can add a ghost to that list too. Yep, a ghost. Hollywood take note cause this would make for a great scene in Ghost Dad 2: Electric Coz-a-loo.
– This news is a lil belated on my part, but Ray-Ray Bradbury is none too pleased that Michael Moore’s new doc’s title rips off his “classic” novel Fahrenheit 451. Ray-Ray, lay off Dinty Moore and unleash yer anger on François Truffaut for turning yer semi-decent novel into a shitbag of a movie. And I don’t even want to think about the upcoming 2005 edition directed by Frank Darabont (no relation to Jan de Bont).
– Cabbage Patch Kids are trying to mount a comeback. So are Garbage Pail Kids. And I guess cabbage in general too…
– A vote for Kerry is a vote for a Cuban vacation.
– Who’s Shah Devine? No, not some crazy Iranian fat transvestite, but some shmuck bag with a website.
– There must be a ghost in the machine cause F.U.B.A.R. somehow turned into a Peter Andre fansite. Who the f%$k is Peter Andre?
– In news that will either make Damore jump out of a window or jizz 17 times or both, Orange County is considering calling their airport The O.C. Pete Gallagher’s eyebrows could not be reached for comment. Anywho, I’m still waiting for a street to be named in honor of the umcredible Dabney Coleman/Jason Biggs sitcom, Drexell’s Class. Can’t win em all, eh? I’d at least settle for a Mischa Barton bj.
– Speaking of bjs, Britney Spears had to have knee surgery.
– And finally, the best headline of el dia: Car Damaged by Flying Portable Toilet