Okay, this is pretty hilarious.

Check out this clip of recovering meth-head/former child star Natasha Lyonne watching herself as a child on the Pee Wee Herman Show. Honestly, you just have to watch the whole thing. It’s so fucking funny. She’s like “Too bad I was a damn dirty hippie,” responding to the way they dressed her on the show. And she says — and I can’t tell if she’s joking or not — that she and Paul Reubens once kinda-sorta fucked doggy style.

I love this girl, meth-head or not.

The clip she’s responding to is after the jump.

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PS — Sorry for all the downtime on Friday, and the lack of posting. We’re still having technical issues, and, I promise, we’re still working on them. We’re even going to HIRE someone to work on them! Look, Ma! I have an IT department!

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You know, normally I take a pretty cynical eye toward celebrity life. I know most of it’s bullshit. I get that. I understand that these are real people with real emotions and real lives, and they all have pain and heartbreak and sadness and rough nights just like you and me, and I understand that, in many cases, money and fame only worsen the problem. I understand that most of these lives are not in any way enviable.

But Gisele?

Fuck Gisele.

Gisele lives in this magical little world where she’s forever gorgeous and delighted and weightless and beloved and NFL quarterbacks leave their pregnant girlfriends when she demonstrates even the tiniest bit of interest and any speck of sadness that might accidentally fall within 20 yards of her life is quickly ushered away by the ever-vigilant Gisele Bundchen Happiness Fairies.

Fuck Gisele.

I brought this up a couple weeks ago, and you guys disagreed, but I’m sticking to my guns. This new set of pictures has me even more convinced.

Mena normally has respectable fashion sense, but lately she’s been rocking these outfits that there is no earthly reason to wear if you’re not trying to hide a little baby bump. And look at the way Simone’s touching her. That’s the way you touch your pregnant girlfriend.

She’s knocked up, you guys.

Model Selita Ebanks celebrated her 25th birthday at Marquee last night, in the company of — who else? — Eva Amurri and Lydia Hearst.

Go figure.

And it is out of that love that I feel obliged to mention that she needs a new stylist, or at least a new personal assistant. I have not been impressed with her fashion choices lately, and now she shows up with this terribly wrinkled dress.

These tragedies are so, so avoidable, Alicia.

At the Gen Art Film Festival launch party in NYC.

Legendary actress Angela Lansbury made an appearance at the Broadway opening of Gypsy.

Also there: Lauren Bacall, who is just way fucking scary right now. I’m sure she’s a very nice person, but, Jesus, Lauren, there’s a time and a place for a low-cut V-neck and, for you, that time was at some point during the early years of Prohibition.

As if all the press surrounding the recent leak of her nude photo shoot weren’t enough, Audrina Patridge decided she wanted even more ink.

The Hills starlet hit up a Hollywood tattoo parlor today to get some nonsense tattooed on her arm.

Can someone please explain to me the value of getting tattoos in Chinese when you, personally, do not speak Chinese? I never understood why people do that. Why would you want something tattooed on your body that you can’t understand and that represents absolutely nothing about you? I understand doing this if you are, ya know, Chinese, or even if you speak and write the language, but what does a white girl from SoCal need fucking Chinese written on her arm for? And why Chinese, people? Because it looks flowing and mysterious? Why not, I dunno, Braille? Or Ethiopian? It’s equally relevant.

However: none of this is as bad as the guy I met in San Diego who had a Latin phrase misspelled across his chest.

Anyway, does anyone know what this actually says? And if not, can you please take some time out of your day to say a little prayer that it actually means something related to performing fellatio on a barn animal? Because nothing would please me more.