The day Lindsay Lohan unleashed her boobies on the world, all holy hell broke loose. New York Magazine's website has been slammed with undersexed Trekkies searching for their firecrotch money shot fix.
But not everyone's clamoring for America’s cokenut-creampie sweetheart. Scanner tells us that daddy dearest Michael Lohan is firmly anti-boob.
“I’m not going to look at the photos — that’s my daughter!” Lohan told UsMagazine.com.
He may be a drunken deadbeat louse, but at least Mr. Lohan’s isn’t the second coming of Joe Simpson.
Meanwhile, in Oscar race news, Daniel Day-Lewis' screen-chewing performance as a wily Texan oilman could be too ham-fisted for some Academy voters. So sayeth Salon's Stephanie Zacharek. But Screengrab blogger Scott Von Doviak doesn't think Day-Lewis' cinematic gravy train will be derailed. "Larger-than-life characters call for larger-than-life performances," Doviak writes. The great debate is enough to make us want to slurp down a smooth milk shake.
Over at the Hooksexup Video Blog, Oliver Miller is surfing the intertubes of the Web for vids involving adorable kitties. He's also engaging in full-on conversations with his cats. Someone needs to find a girlfriend, methinks. Or at the very least, some Lindsay Lohan softcore titty shots.
— Joey Hood