Hayley Williams, pictured at left, lead singer of Paramore, found herself not safe for work after a topless photo was leaked onto her Twitter account late Thursday night.

The photo, which looks as though it was shot by Williams herself, was quickly removed from her page, for all the good that actually does.

While the rest of the Internets tear themselves apart with self-righteous "leave her alone" posts and the like, I'll just say sit back and enjoy it. There is nothing Hall of Fame-caliber about this pic, but at least Williams is hotter than the usual band of skanks who seem to wind up in this predicament.

Here is a few more funny pictures for you to enjoy.

The only title that I'm not surprised John Cena hasn't won....yet and yes, Jesus loves you.

These two are super funny but you gotta click them to see. I'm not going to ruin the joke for you by telling you.

Wal-Mart and Skittles. Go on, you know you want to click that last one.

See you next week.

Click on the picture for a larger look.

Tila Tequila finally finds a man and Top Notch security fence.

The 5-0 doing a great job protecting our streets and PROOF!

Call of Duty: Woman's Edition and a Diet Pepsi please. See you next week.

by Thomas Keister

With the political circus in full swing over President Obama's nomination of Solicitor General Elena Kagan to the Supreme Court, I found it much easier to simply avoid the punditry on cable than hear a hundred talking heads split right down the middle using the same three or four talking points. Wise move on my part. So far, it's boiled down to experience, opposition to military recruiters on Harvard's campus, and some kind of nonsense about lesbianism somehow being tied to softball. Here I was, thinking the height of foolishness had been the pubic hair on the can of Coke.

Thankfully, whenever there seems to be a lack of foolishness, Pat Buchanan is right there, yelling for it to get back on his lawn, right next to the lawn jockey.

I have, for years, unsuccessfully tried to figure out why MSNBC continues to give America's racist grandpa airtime to do anything other than dramatically clutch his chest and topple from his chair. Even Rachel Maddow seems to be powerless to act any way other than happy when "Uncle Pat" is in the same frame. For a woman with a Ph.D., that is just a bit disappointing.

In Buchanan's latest show of proof he either needs stronger pills, or a tripling of the current dosage, in his syndicated column for World Net Daily last Thursday he bemoans the idea that, should Kagan be confirmed, there will be three Jews on the Supreme Court. Buchanan panics that "If Kagan is confirmed, Jews, who represent less than two percent of the U.S. population, will have thirty-three percent of the Supreme Court seats. Is this the Democrats' idea of diversity?"

Pat Buchanan talking about diversity is like Tiger Woods talking about preserving fidelity in one's marriage. Both men are big on their particular concepts now, yet both secretly yearn for simpler days, when the situations were more to their liking. Granted, I doubt Tiger wishes it was 1955 like Pat does, but the logic is still sound.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Pat Buchanan's scared of a world in which the white Protestants and Catholics are victimized by liberal bias, a world in which, gasp, Catholics only hold six of the nine seats on the Supreme Court. The horror. "Not in living memory," Buchanan swoons, "has a Democratic president nominated an Irish, Italian, or Polish Catholic." And yet, through it all, the Catholics find themselves with six justices. It would be nothing short of inspirational that the Catholics have risen above such obstacles, except for the plain fact that Pat Buchanan does not have a clue what the hell he is talking about. This guy probably still expects Clarence Thomas to park his car for him when he visits the high court.

Debating experience? I always like to say if it were for experience, man would never have walked on the moon. When it comes down to experience for a Supreme Court justice, I would rather take the candidate who's never been a judge, but can at least tell the difference between receiving an email and receiving a page. Who the blue hell even uses a pager anymore?

Debating the presence of military recruiters on Ivy League campuses? I'm not arguing against serving one's country, or recruiting others to do the same, but I do have a problem with those same recruiters trying to convince someone gaining that level of education to go take a chance on getting blown up for $14k a year while propping up the Afghan opium industry. Come to think of it, I have a problem with recruiting for that mission on any campus, college or otherwise.

Debating lesbianism and softball? Not sure where to tell you to go for that. The RNC may have some ideas, but I couldn't even begin to tell you how much a softball game in S&M gear would run your checkbook.

Debating diversity? That's all well and good, unless you are debating with a fine print kind of guy like Pat Buchanan, whose ideal Supreme Court would have a sign on the front reading "Jews need not apply."

Now, if someone could just figure out how to get Pat to retire to Boca...

by Thomas Keister

Don't get me wrong. I have been a fan of the Law & Order franchise since the first season, way back in my freshman year of high school in 1990. I've been
through it all, whether it was Ben Stone's exit, Mike Logan blasting a city councilman in the mouth, Serena Southerlyn's out-of-left-field lesbian admission, or whatever in the hell Trial by Jury was supposed to be. I will never be optimistic enough to assume anything will last forever, but NBC's recent annoucement that they were cancelling the original Law & Order series at the end of its twentieth season left me questioning the network's sanity, the tiny, walnut-sized scrap that remains.

To simply cast off as show as durable as Law & Order, with nary a farewell episode in sight, speaks volumes to either the arrogance or the desperation of
NBC, a network that seems to have found a comfortable place with their own mediocrity. I have fallen into the mindset of other fans, who wonder why the
network doesn't simply bring the show back for a twenty-first season, at thirteen episodes, in order to script up a fitting series finale. In other words,
nothing near the drama I can imagine NBC milking out of Minute To Win It, or God forbid, The Marriage Ref.

Law & Order was hardly a dead horse trying valiantly to make it one more lap around the track, or a show dealing with a complete cast overhaul, such as the revamped Law & Order: Criminal Intent, so the logic of retiring it before a historical mark is reached, especially in favor of a new spinoff set in Los
Angeles, is that of a man in midlife crisis marrying a 23-year-old Hooters waitress. Sure, he's digging it now, but in a couple of years, he'll be holding
his head and pining for better days. While I imagine one could make the point from a production cost standpoint, there is also a safety in sticking with a
show that had earned eleven consecutive Emmy nods for Best Dramatic Series (1992-2002, with a win in 1997) among its 52 total nominations.

Maybe I am being a bit premature. Some reports have talks still underway to being the show back, but with NBC's recent track record on handling shows, I
wouldn't be putting off reading new scripts if I were a L&O cast member.

by Thomas Keister

Ran across this on BoingBoing earlier today, and couldn't resist.

The reason Third World countries suck? They have unnecessarily complicated drug paraphernalia.

Just buy a pack of Zig Zags, already.

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