Don't you just love how the campiest, gayest performances manage to consistently pop up during Super Bowl programming? This year for the pre-game show, Paula Abdul—with help from her producer/American Idol co-judge/guitar player Randy Jackson—poorly lip-synced her new single "Dance Like There's No Tomorrow." The song is a little prophetic, since after you watch the clip, you might die laughing. And here we thought ever since Janet's wardrobe malfunction, boobs weren't allowed on TV. Ba dum bum.
@BeAgrestic: @etubrute: Yeah, I'd like to read it as well. Used to subscribe to New Yorker, but no more. The movie-oh gosh, all the killing. Made me numb so at the end maybe I was too numb to get it? Now I think I got what they were trying to do but I'm not sure if it worked. Plus the "who is he?" and "what is that?" throughout.
I got more upset over the animal deaths than the others. At one point I was, "No! Don't kill the kitty!" I have always been that way about movies. Thankfully, the kitty lived. Then I came home and wanted to hug my cats.
OK, here's the inevitable comeback...sigh. Maybe I should find Animal Planet see if there are still cute puppies around.