Even cows have a need for speed. As do lions, frogs and many other animals opting for alternate forms of transportation.

The last time we heard this much about Prince Harry, England’s third in line for the throne, was after all those kooky pictures surfaced of his royal highness done up like a Nazi at a fancy dress party in 2005.

After that highly embarrassing incident, Harry, of course, apologized profusely, and, being as the world couldn’t resist those ginger locks and easy going charm, everyone outside of the UK sort of went back to an–albeit slightly suspicious–indifference. After all, he’s probably never going to be king and he’s not as cute as Prince William who has those endearingly large chompers and an adorable crush on Beyonce.

The focus has returned back to the younger brother, however, when a story surfaced on the Drudge Report that the 23-year old has been fighting on the frontlines of Afganistan since December. The British press had agreed to keep Prince Harry’s location quiet after early plans to deploy Harry to Iraq were scrapped fearing security risks. Since this leak, The “Bullet Magnet” of Wales has been pulled out of active combat and will be sent back to the UK fearing for the safety of the Prince as a high priority target of the Taliban. Read More »

So another Miss America pageant has come and gone without anyone really noticing.

Maybe it’s because we have other fantastic outlets to judge people, such as, say, Rock of Love, I Love New York, and the classic and oh-so-classy Flavor of Love (I’m detecting a “love” theme here, VH1).

Unpredictability is what sells, any idiot can see that. So in order to boost ratings, TLC made its own reality show about this year’s Miss America contestents, Miss America: Reality Check, which shows us that shockingly, some of these girls aren’t so bright.

I mean, that’s surprising, right? A not smart hot girl. Wow. And isn’t it just a little humorous that they can’t even bother to be creative with a title to try and pull viewers?

Reality Check is a little too formulaic for the typical American audience. We get it already. 50 Barbies prance around in eveningwear and bikinis, trying to show us that their baton-twirling or vocal stylings can change the world. They get narrowed down, the 4 prettiest, blondest Southern girls stay on and Texas always wins. Those of us who live in the North ponder what our lives could have been had we been born to drawl and drink sweet tea, and then quickly remember that it’s kind of like a foreign country and snap out of it.

This year’s winner was Miss Michigan, Kristen Haglund. That’s really the only thing I heard and remotely cared about. Finally, some good representation from the mitten… or is it? Read More »

Lindsay Lohan seems to be doing better than ever these days. She’s staying out of the clubs, shopping instead of snorting, and generally keeping a low profile. Much to the chagrin of paparazzo’s everywhere, all seems quiet on the Lohan front.

But that doesn’t mean the funny people over at Best Week Ever have forgotten about her.

My Lil’ Lohan, a new Facebook App developed by Best Week Ever and Plastic Past studios, allows users to either “pamper or sabotage” their own personal Lindsay Lohan.

“Each day you can choose to do something naughty or something nice to each Lil Lohan”, explain the directions on the application, “and if you can convince enough people to join you, you can stage an intervention or organize a bender for those Lil Lohans that really need it!”

If you know anyone else on Facebook with the Lil’ Lohan App, you can send and receive gifts that include sunglasses, suspicious white powder, cigarettes, and panties.

While the majority of people most likely hope Lindsay makes a full and active recovery (I say majority because I’m sure there’s a bunch who can’t wait to see her jump into a stranger’s car again with cocaine spilling out of her purse), once someone becomes a public figure, and makes a bunch of stupid decisions, the likelihood of the world forgetting about those dumb choices is pretty low. Read More »

Jared Fogle, the man responsible for selling millions upon millions of delicious Subway sandwiches, is known for becoming spokesperson for the company while still attending college in the late ’90’s.

What we didn’t know, was that Jared Fogle was not only infamous at his college for eating nothing but Subway and losing over 200 pounds, but also for being the go-to-guy for whenever college students wanted some good ol’ porn.

Best Week Ever has uncovered Jared’s dirty little secrets. While attending Indiana University, he ran a pretty successful pornography business straight from his own bedroom, and apparently had a “wide” variety of porn videos, which he only charged a dollar to rent. Get it? Wide! Read More »