The “Over The Moon” Watch

NOT CHRISTINA HENDRICKS TOOOOOOOOO!!!! Christina tells Stylist about the time she went from blonde to ginge which made her pole vault with happiness over the you know fucking what:

“I was obsessed with the Canadian novel ‘Anne of Green Gables.’ So my mother said, ‘Let’s just go to the drugstore and get one of those cover-the-gray rinses!’ My hair was very blond at the time, but it went carrot red. And I was over the moon.”

Thanks to her magnificent chichis, Christina Hendricks is ALWAYS over two beautiful moons, so it goes without saying (Seriously, stop saying it, Christina).

(Thanks Kristen)

Chichi Balls At The Ball

Last night was the Costume Institute Gala where anybody with at least 5 IMDB credits to their name sprays their pussy with perfume, throws rhinestones on their b-holes and shows up at the Met to get stared down by the likes of Anna Wintour and Andre Leon Talley. It’s kind of like the prom, but instead of awkwardly jacking each other off in a stall in the boy’s bathroom, they stroke each other’s erect egos out in the open. But who gives a dingle about that when we’ve got a pair of magnificent chichis in our midst!

When Christina Hendricks hit the carpet last night, the organizers of the Met Ball announced they were dropping the “Ball” from their name, because they knew they were not worthy. Even though it looks like there’s a Muppets’ taint bush hanging out on her shoulder, I’m still all about this (it’s the chichis).

It’s like some furry forest creatureling is sniffing at her honey dew melon patch. Wait. Or maybe that’s one of Rip Taylor’s old wigs? Or maybe it’s Aretha Franklin’s merkin spying on the competition?

Christina Hendricks’ Mad Men co-star January Jones also showed up last night. Although, I think she got lost on the way to the Blade Runner garden party. It looks like Smoke Monster scooted his ass over her eyes.

Have We Met Before?

And here’s another “Harpo, who dis woman?” moment brought to you by the fuckery makers over at Esquire!

At first, I had no idea who the hell this was. Then I thought maybe this is one of those “perfect woman” hybrids. You know, where they create the perfect woman by taking Julianne Moore’s eyes, Janet Jackson’s second nose, Jessica Biel’s bottom lip, Carrot Top’s mane, Rojo Caliente’s flavor, etc.. etc…. But no, apparently this Christina Hendricks giving us just an appetizer of titty. Whoever is responsible for Photoshopping needed to stop staring at her chichis while working on her face. I know they are a magnificent sight to behold, but DAMN!

Source: ONTD via TDW

TBS?!!!?

You won’t find Conan O’Brien nuzzling against Rupert Murdoch’s titties anytime soon, because he’s taking his act to TBS instead of Fox. Starting this Fall, Conan will host a one-hour show at 11pm on TBS. Conan’s show will bump George Lopez to midnight. Hm. This shit seems familiar. Deja chin!

George Lopez had this to say about being bumped by the ginge: “I can’t think of anything better than doing my show with Conan as my lead-in. It’s the beginning of a new era in late-night comedy.“

Okay, I’m glad George is fine with this, because I really don’t want to get dozens of invitations to the “I’m With Lolo” Facebook group. Not ever.

Source: Variety

Coco: The Tour

Conan O’Brien announced on his Twitter this morning that he’s throwing Masturbating Bear and Andy Richter in the trunk of his Taurus and hitting the road this April. Conan, Andy and the old Tonight Show band will play 30-cities across the US and Canada. Conan promises that the show will feature, “a night of music, comedy, hugging and the occasional awkward silence.” Conan also added that it will be completely half-assed.

Now if Conan wants make his show FULL-ASSED (times a thousand), he needs to get the real CoCo to open his show. Just give her a bathroom counter and she can do this for 60-minutes.

That is worth the price of a million tickets. The truth: That is it.

Click here or here to get your tickets if you care.

Dear Mattel, I’ll Take Your Entire Stock Of Anderson Cooper Dolls

Technically, it’s a Mad Men Roger Sterling doll, but it looks more like a Mah Boo action (don’t ask what kind of action) figure to my partial eyes. That pucker is unmistakable.

For just $75, the price of 2 martinis in Manhattan, you can own your very own Mad Men doll. Mattel is putting out a Joan, Roger, Don and Betty doll in July to promote the fourth season of Mad Men.

There’s a few things Mattel forgot to add. First of all, where is the pair of red silk panties in Don Draper’s jacket pocket? Second of all, why doesn’t each doll have a Lucky Strike in their mouth and a stiff cocktail in their hand? But most important of all, where in the name of Aretha Franklin is Joan’s magnificent chichis and 8th World Wonder ass?! Is there a plastic drought or something? I know we’re in a recession, but Joan’s body never is. They did her wrong. That doll looks more like my Asian friend Frances dressed as Ginger from Gilligan’s Island for Halloween.

via Vulture