Nicholas Hoult, Cut It Out With The Pseudo-Thumbsucking, I Don't Need Anymore Reminders That You Were Once That Cherubic Kid From About A Boy
I got the sweetest email from Pajiban thatsjesstastic. Apparently she used a link from Pajiba Love to drunkenly finish a term paper while on vacation in Ireland. You might be my new favorite reader, jess. Also, it was her birthday yesterday. Happy Birthday, you Ireland-loving lush, here’s my present for you. Guinness soap! (Cool Material)
As a present for the rest of you straight ladies, gay dudes and all the in-bi-tweeners, here is the delectable Nicholas Hoult charming it up in an interview and sexing it up in the accompanying photospread. (Celebitchy)
I suppose, if I had been using my brain, I never would have hoped otherwise.
Up up and away! It’s a superhero sequitur! Check out these fairly cute photos of superheroes at home. I’m glad the Hulk is gardening. I hear it’s very soothing. (Laughing Squid)
Maybe I should go do some weeding because this story of a mother who set her young daughter on fire as part of a Voodoo ritual makes me Hulk-smashy. (Gothamist)
Sheeeeeeeet, The Animated Wire didn’t make this list, but I always enjoy this feature from Warming Glow of Terrible But Realistic TV Pitches. (Warming Glow)
We all enjoy some terrible television now and then. For example, Snoop Dogg and I both enjoy the trashiness of “True Blood.” In fact, the only difference between Snoop Dogg and the Pajiba Link Wench is that instead of counting sheep, apparently my man Snoop falls asleep counting his monies. (Unreality)
I can only presume that the desire for more monies and terrible television is what’s prompting Snoop Dogg to develop a rap version of American Idol. Amateur warbling is bad enough…amateur rapping? Even Jay-Z thinks it’s a bad idea. (Evil Beet)
You know what’s a tremendous idea? Letting the great Werner Herzog talk. Let him say all the things like a Quaaludicrous German shaman.
Finally, my amorous Asgardians, take a gander at the latest installment in the “How It Should Have Ended” series. Is it wrong that I’m sort of attracted to animated Natalie Portman? Like, more so than I am to the real Natalie Portman? Sheeeeeeeet.
Joanna Robinson is still feeling a little wonky about objectifying young Nicholas Hoult. Dead Duck Day! Never forget. Email!