Wedding Dress of Doom

Holy Crayola, when I saw this bride I thought her billowing gown looked like a nuclear mushroom cloud.

Note to brides: When you need to crawl into your limo on your stomach, and lie on the floor, your gown is TOO DAMN BIG.

And also, if you plan to use a spray-tanner, go to a professional tanning salon. Do not attack your face with a can of Instant-Oompa-Loompa. You'll look like this.

I'm afraid her wedding party isn't dressed much better either.

I've decided that the neon pink and green nuptials I blogged about before no longer constitute the tackiest wedding ever.

Prison Exercise

I thought that the Bollywood version of Michael Jackson's "Thriller" was hilarious:

Then I saw "1,500 plus CPDRC inmates of the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center, Cebu, Philippines at practice!" I almost spit out my spiral pasta.

I wonder who came up with the idea. Did the warden think, "Hey, if they're doing musicals they have less time to riot" ?

I'm also intensely curious about how they selected the inmate portraying the "girl." I'm imagining flyers in the prison cafeteria proclaiming, "Nominate your favorite prison bitch!"

When Worlds Collide

Gilbert and Sullivan meets Sir Mix-a-Lot's "Baby Got Back."

Flute-playing meets beat-boxing: