Tuesday, February 28, 2006

DVT is still a problem on personal jets

Monday, February 27, 2006

Second hand goods

It was only a matter of time before partygoers realized Elijah was handing out beads that were used.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

A gross misinterpretation of Boyfriend Jeans

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Hand over your wallet or I drop this on the kid's head

Friday, February 24, 2006

This summer's blockbuster: Mr & Mr Smith

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Two fine birds

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

They promised me I would be working with Shakira

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

V is for Very Odd Looking

Monday, February 20, 2006

You haven't shaved in days - here use my jaw

Friday, February 17, 2006

The beginning of the end

I'm sorry but I think Apple is a really really stupid name

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Even Meryl couldn't do a better impression of a cat's behind

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Old Lady in Red

Monday, February 13, 2006

My dress has bigger nipples than me

Friday, February 10, 2006

For my next act, I will saw a woman's gown in half

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Our love is mildly retarded

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

A goddess to behold

Teri found herself very alone on the red carpet when everyone else around her turned to stone.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Extra-high control top pants for extra-high notes

Monday, February 06, 2006

I'll get you my pretty...and your little dog too!

Sunday, February 05, 2006

A strategic mistake

Ugh, we should never have changed the show format to America's Next Top Mammal.

Friday, February 03, 2006

Till stupid hats do us apart

Thursday, February 02, 2006

A startling discovery

Yuck, what's that mess at the bottom of the car trunk? Oh...so that's where my good looks went...

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Prom King and Queen

These SAG awards look like fun! I hope they elect us Homecoming King and Queen.

Yeah, that would come in handy when filling in forms and I have to enter my occupation. That one always stumps me. Hur, hur, hur.