Dear Donna,

I just wanted you to know — if you didn’t already — that Quentin Tarantino is talking about a remake of your favorite (and mine) Faster, Pussycat, Kill! Kill!. And according to the New York Post his choice to reprise Tura Satana’s part is none other than Tera Patrick.

I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen a Tera Patrick movie (though I think I once had a copy of Leg Show with her in it, doing some kind of bondage/mistress pictorial.) But I do think it’s cool that the Q continues to channel his inner Roger Corman.

This is Ms. Satana:

WICHITA, Kan. (AP) — Deputies say a woman in western Kansas became stuck on her boyfriend’s toilet after sitting on it for two years. Ness County Sheriff Bryan Whipple said the 35-year-old Ness City woman initially refused emergency medical services but was finally convinced by responders and her boyfriend that she needed to be checked out at a hospital. “We pried the toilet seat off with a pry bar and the seat went with her to the hospital,” Whipple said. “The hospital removed it.” “She was not glued. She was not tied. She was just physically stuck by her body,” Whipple said. “It is hard to imagine. … I still have a hard time imagining it myself . . . According to him, she did not want to leave the bathroom.”

UPDATE (P): MORE FROM THE ASSOCIATED PRESS

But McFarren said Babcock moved around in the bathroom during that time, bathed and changed into the clothes he brought her. He said they conversed and had an otherwise normal relationship — except that it all happened in the bathroom.

sticker reads: “Powered by my PHAT ass!”

We haven’t done much Paris stuff — with good reason, I might add — but these pictures just cracked me up. I’m dying to know what she’s thinking.

Lest you think me crass, we also played Scrabble. I lost.

DL: congrats. considering the thumb, it looks rather … oh never mind. So, if you LOSE the game, you get ass? Wow!

RM: Thank heavens one was not contingent on the other. In fact, she seemed surprised that she won, and that may have made her more, eh, generous.

DL: it just makes me think of this: or that great scene in “Sopranos” where Meadow is playing Scrabble with Jackie Junior and his two words are “POO” and “ASS.”

I love, love, love Dlisted because he says it like it is.
Look at this gorgeous photo he had on his page of Paris’ supporters. I only wish I had fans like this!

They obviously are hoping she will befriend them on her way out, teaching them fashion and grooming tips. The pink sign is a good start.

Like it’s not hard enough to concentrate on a Friday.

Fuck.

Btw, this is the properly way to handle a lawyer:

Thanks for the lovely email. I figure before getting down to business we should take the time to get to know each other. I usually like dealing with people who I’ve seen naked, I feel like it leaves little on the table to get in the way of getting things done. You know I won’t be wondering how your parts “hang” while you’re talking to me….

Ok, Now down to business, attached you will find an invoice for the $25,000 clicks I have sent your site at my exclusive SplashNews rate of $5 per click.

You can either pay me the $125,000 in credits to use your pictures, or you can always send a check to my mailing address.

Thanks Sweetheart.

Whilst looking for a girl who doesn’t consider Running with Scissors the height of sophistication, I stumble on this:

I hope she dies. Really. (click to enlarge)

The skankiest chick in Manhattan sure has weird taste in corpses.

I want Me Some ROBERT MITCHUM

So I’m like, ugh, Pam?

More here.

DL:

Maddox:

Possibly the first and only cliche in history I’ve wanted to bang, curly-haired black women are the preferred marketing tool to sell obscure telecom products and telephone services so long as their skin tone isn’t too dark. She should be dark enough to score that hip diversity dollar, but not so dark as to scare away that heartland racist dollar.