This seems just mean to post but I just have to. According to a two year study by the Indian Council of Medical Research, “about 60% of Indian men have penises which are between three and five centimetres shorter than international standards used in condom manufacture.” Because of this problem, the Council is suggesting that condom manufacturers provide India with a varying range of condom sizes. This actually is a serious problem in India because of the high rate of STDs and AIDS which is sweeping the continent. According to a BBC news article posted today, “the issue is serious because about one in every five times a condom is used in India it either falls off or tears, an extremely high failure rate.” Somehow, this whole overpopulation issue in India is starting to make a lot more sense to me. Poor guys, this really doesn’t bode well for the reputation of Indian men in the bedroom.
In a wonderful response to this study, Sunil Mehra, the former editor of Maxim India stated,

“It’s not size, it’s what you do with it that matters. From our population, the evidence is Indians are doing pretty well. With apologies to the poet Alexander Pope, you could say, for inches and centimetres, let fools contend.”

There goes my dream of a three way with Harold and Kumar.

Since we are on a “geez, these girls are nuts” bender right now, here is a fun little video of pics of the Triumverate of Darkness, “Linsday, Paris, and Brit Brit.” It is short and amusing.
Here is a wrap up of why I am posting this.
1) Britney shows va jay jay, also gets photographed just being drunk and crazy.
2) Paris says because she cares after her harem of rat dogs and other animals ie- she has her grandparents take care of them, she would like to get sperminated asap so she can have 4 kids in 5 years.
3) Linsday sends this letter to the press…

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After his lawyer assured the world that Lane Garrison was not intoxicated while driving the Land Rover that crashed into a tree, killing a 17-year-old boy, the teenagers at the party he attended beforehand are telling a different story. The detectives over at TMZ tracked them down, and they say that Garrison did “several shots” of Grey Goose before heading off with the teenagers to buy more liquor (and not, as his lawyer said, to meet a female friend at his apartment). Also, TMZ learns that Garrison met the teens originally at a gas station, and not at a supermarket, as was previously stated by his lawyer.

The eyewitnesses also mention that there are photographs of Garrison consuming liquor at this party, and you’d better believe that the TMZ crew has members stationed outside the homes of everyone who could possibly have had a camera at that party. They’ll post the pictures just as soon as they’ve worked out a suitable royalties contract with the legal team of whichever high-school kid took the best photos (this is Beverly Hills, after all), and I’ll link you to it when it’s up.

In an interesting twist, it was revealed yesterday that Garrison was sent to live with Jessica Simpson and her family in Texas, back when her father was a minister, because he was a “troubled teen.” Garrison has stated that he and Jessica “basically grew up together.”

New York City is on the cusp of banning the use of trans fats in all of its eateries. By mid 2008 many restaurants will not only have to ban the use of these heart-clogging fats, but also post calorie counts on their menus.
This means that all of the places that use deep fat fryers, which are used to make many of my favorite dishes, will have to find alternate oils. Big fast food restaurants are obviously freaking out over this since they cook their foods in quite frightening ways to begin with.
I wouldn’t say that New Yorkers are fat, but on a serious note, getting kids to eat food that won’t eventually kill them down the line is always a good idea. I hope that my occasional chocolate cake doughnut from Dunkin Doughnuts will still taste the same cause mmmmm, I like doughnuts.

In one of the strangest stories I’ve seen recently, Lane Garrison, who plays Tweener on Prison Break, was involved in a fatal car crash Saturday night in Beverly Hills. Garrison was behind the wheel of his Land Rover when it lost control and crashed into a tree, killing one of the passengers, a 17-year-old boy. Also in the car were two 15-year-old girls, one of whom is still in critical condition at Cedars Sinai. Beverly Hills police say Garrison, who was taken to a hospital and released, displayed “symptoms of alcohol intoxication.”

Not to take away from the tragedy of this, but this story gets weird. First of all, Garrison is 26 years old. So what on earth was he doing with three teenagers — including two 15-year-old girls — in his car? His lawyer says Garrison had never met the teenagers before. They met him in a supermarket that day, recognized him, and asked him if he wanted to go to a party. Garrison apparently not only agreed to go to the party, but took the teenagers in his car with him? Vincent Chase what?

Later — according to this lawyer guy — Lane was leaving the party to meet a woman at his apartment, and the teenagers asked to accompany him. Lane agreed, and they all piled into his car and headed for disaster.

What?? Is this what passes for spin control these days? Let me get this straight — an attractive 26-year-old actor on a successful TV show opts to spend his Saturday night at a house party with a bunch of teenagers, and then, as he’s heading home for his booty call, agrees to take the teenagers with him? No, sir, nothing out of the ordinary here. R. Kelly does it all the time.

Then there’s the matter of the booze. According to the lawyer, Lane had a total of two drinks that evening, but — and this is my favorite part — “Who knows if someone put something in his drink at the party.” Yes, that must be it. The cheerleading squad was planning a rape. They did that at my high school sometimes, too. We had to have a special assembly to discuss the cheerleading-squad-planting-roofies-in-drinks issue. Poor guy.

Lane is reportedly “despondent” over all this. And he should be, since he’ll probably soon be moving from Prison Break to prison. We barely knew ye, kiddo.

Gossip on that, bey-otch!

GO BRUINS!

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