Our Commenters of the Week Win Phil Spector's Ellen Wig!

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Hey, anyone need a wig? Suddenly, for some reason, one has become available, and we're giving it to the authors of our five best comments this week. Also, for the first time, we're including an additional sixth comment that was too good (i.e. compellingly weird and oversharey) to pass up! So, who are our winners?

Liz Lemonazi on BREAKING: Phil Spector to Be Separated From Prized Wig Collection for 19 Years: I saw the picture on the Featured Stories scroll and thought it was a story on Drag Me To Hell.

Old No.7 on Reel Runs Out For Jeffrey Lyons: "Intense! Incredible! Sensational! The surprise firing left me speechless! I was on the edge of my seat during the entire layoff announcement!"

Evil Paris Hilton on Susan Boyle: I Dreamed a F***ing Dream: You can't blame a virgin for casual use of the F-word. They really don't understand the implications.

Brilliant Orange on Did Katherine Heigl Price Herself Out of Valentine's Day?: Please note that I would assassinate everyone involved in making this movie for considerably less.

NoWireHangers on In Theaters: Drag Me to Hell: I just don't get what all the fuss is about. They're going to "drag her to hell," yes? But I mean isn't like EVERYONE going to hell? All your friends will be there and the booze will be flowing. It's a party really. They should have called it, Drag Me to the Glendale Galleria Parking Garage Memorial Day Weekend. Horrific.

And a special honorable mention for this kooky comment:

annavcarroll on Jon Peters's 'Holy Grail of Gossip' Goes Back on the Shelf: Back in the early 70s, I was working at Sesame St. in NYC. One afternoon after work I was invited to join Chris Cerf, Joe Raposo and other co-workers at The Ginger Man. Marty Balsam was also at the bar. After our first glass of wine, Joe coyly says: "Uh, guys, I gotta go. Barbra (you know which Barbra) has invited me over tonight to meet her new guy. This must be the real deal. She's being super secretive about him." Turns out it was Jon Peters. So much has happened since that night at the bar. Joe passed away long, long before he should have. Mr. Balsam is no longer with us. I ended up on the front page of the NYC tabloids in a messy paternity suit, and Jon Peters went on to riches and glory. At the time he was super attractive in an Apache sort of way. How much 'work' has he had done to his face since then? I didn't even recognize him in the photos on Page Six!!! Me? Haven't had one botox shot!

Congratulations to our winners!



Comments

  • SunnydaZe says:

    I would like to thank Steven Soderbergh for giving slimeball producers everywhere a poster to can hang in their office which they can then point at with a stogie and say, "See, there IS a successful future in getting cornballed by eight guys!"

  • SunnydaZe says:

    Damn those magically appearing typos. Do they hide somewhere just beyond the "Submit" button?