Eh, take it for what it’s worth.

In a new interview with Complex, Flavor Flav claims he popped his cherry at the raw age of six:

Complex: How uh…when was this?
Flavor Flav: This was when I was real, real, real, real, young.

Complex: Like elementary school? Or middle school?
Flavor Flav: Nah, I’m a tell you the truth; I lost my virginity when I was 6 years old.

Complex: Really?
Flavor Flav: Yea, man. Because you know we learned to have done the nasty back in the days, and me and this girl we experiment, we were experimenting, and my little joint got hard, I penetrated for about a few seconds.

Dude, how old was the girl?

I don’t know if I buy this.

Funny story, though: I had a boss once upon a time. He was 30 years old and didn’t talk much about his personal life. He had to leave work early one day, because his “daughter” had gotten in a car accident. He told us she was 19, and my coworkers and I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out how this dude fathered a child at the age of 11. We were stumped. It was all we could talk about. No work got done the rest of the day. It was just all like, “Dude, can your semen even impregnate a chick when you’re 11?” We did a ton of Internet research. It was a huge deal. Anyway, most of my coworkers were dudes, and it was decided that I should take responsibility for querying him about this the next day. Somehow we thought the topic would look better coming from a 19-year-old girl. In retrospect, everyone involved was just begging for a lawsuit. But it turned out that, many years ago, he had been married to an older woman who’d had this daughter from a previous marriage, and he’d adopted her, etc, etc. Anyway. I have no idea why I told this story. Anything to keep from thinking about Flavor Flav’s six-year-old penis, I suppose.

About a month ago, I had the opportunity to check out an early screening of Garden Party, the new indie flick that’s generating a ton of buzz in LA circles. I have to say that I loved the movie, and I love these new clips being circulated to promote it. The producers invited a bunch of twenty-somethings on the Hollywood party circuit to come in and tell them an interesting story about their lives in LA — and you have to guess the celebrity they’re referencing.

There’s a bunch more where this one came from, and I’ll be bringing ‘em to you as soon as the producers release them.

(By the way, if you’re not sure of the answer, stay tuned until the very end … it’ll become obvious.)

Some rare shots of the JLo kiddos, and it looks like the boy might have a fighting chance at semi-attractiveness, but little Emme is the spitting image of Marc — so sad!!!! Hopefully she grows out of this I-look-like-my-father phase.

“Actually, the media has been pretty nice to me. They’ve really trashed some people, so I’m actually thankful that it didn’t get too crazy. But for all the stuff that came out a few months ago about substance abuse, there were so many wrong stories. I was so happy about that, because it’s when they get the real scoop that would make me really nervous. It’s a relief, in a way. You want it to be a lie, because when it’s true, that’s when I’d be like, “Oh, my God!” It’s time to rethink who’s in your circle, because stuff got out.”

Eva Mendes, in a new interview with Interview magazine, on her struggles with substance abuse.

Full article here.

This is really sad.

Here’s Susan Olsen — aka Cindy Brady — doing a radio interview extremely hungover. The fun starts a little after the 2-minute mark.

Note that her 12-year-old son is in the studio with her, and invites the audience to come “watch her drink like a pig!”

Very, very sad.

And the (ill-fated) romance continues!

Jennifer Aniston was spotted in Rothbury, Michigan, with her boy-toy John Mayer, rocking out at his concert at the Rothbury Festival.

You know she’s just there to fend off the groupies.

If the early reviews are to be believed, The Dark Knight will be an overwhelming success when it hits theaters July 18.

According to the Hollywood Reporter:

“The Dark Knight” is pure adrenaline. Director Christopher Nolan, having dispensed with the introspective, moody origin story of 2005’s “Batman Begins,” now puts the Caped Crusader through a decathlon of explosions, vehicle flips, hand-to-hand combat, midair rescues and pulse-pounding suspense.

And as for Heath Ledger’s final performance:

Ledger’s performance is a beauty. His Joker has a slow cadence of speech, as if weighing words for maximum mischief and contempt. He moves languidly as if to savor his dark deeds, his head and body jerking at times from an overload of brain impulses.

Oooooh, I can’t wait!