I started my day cleaning up dog vomit, so it seems only natural that this is where the progression of things are going — with news of the Backstreet Boys and (possibly) Guns N’ Roses reuniting. (Celebitchy)
What a fantastic idea: let’s just start banning all the words we don’t like! Utopian society — here we come! (NY Times)
Hmm… Or better yet, maybe we can ban certain people from ever speaking altogether. (QuizLaw)
I Know Who Killed Me — if for no other reason — is worth watching for the unintentional hilarity of Lohan’s dropping of the F-Bomb. (FourFour)
The latest in fun and fashionable anatomically correct underpants — the ovaries look like happy little strawberries. (Feministing)
Because nothing says “reputable, established religion” like “38th Anniversary Gala.” (IDLYITW)
Since I have it on good authority that a fair number of Pajibans are tattooed, I think you’ll find Alex the Odd’s vehement defense of the medium heartening. (Circular Logic)
Continuing the theme of “raping of childhood memories porn” — here is the exclusive trailer for the upcoming Rainbow Brite: The Movie, after the jump!