And then, she twerks her ass into the lit candle!

She's all hopped up on juice box.

Burlesque sounds better.

I heard my Nana cry

Now, at your local Cracker Barrel!

neo burlesque died when the skinheads went bowling.

If Channing Tatum wants to film in a burlesque house, then Channing Tatum is going to film in a burlesque house!

I can't stand the broad from her Terry Richardson bullshit (so mainstream), but can't help but be intrigued by the album. I've been needing a drugged out little tartlet to coo her way over some total genre-straddle, the current music scene is so dead otherwise. Plus, she did capture my fancy with a little "let's…

The Night Time is the Right Time.

TORY KANT SPELLING.

You takin orders?

Need Adam.

BURGER TIME. with a lit cigarette hanging out precariously, almost perpendicular to face.

*fell asleep with a lit cigarette in arcade again*

Hyden says this is wank. I had to sift through Bill Simmons barnyard sportsbray to get to it, though.

Ably assisted by a sass-talking, leggy hamster.

You've got THUNDER in your HEART.

it's Hollywood Mike Miranda, his second dramatic spill of the day!

They surround them like they want to shower them with adulation and nibble on some errant flesh.

Whoa. Seriously. You promised the greatest scene in cinematic history and you DELIVERED.