In our world, a day without Tommy Lee is a day wasted. In today’s adventure, the wanded one doesn’t let us down again, as he slides through a X-Ray machine at Heathrow Airport in London as whoever is holding the camera says, “you look a little hungover in the x-ray.” No shit. Tommy never looks not hungover. That’s why we love him.
You have to download the video and unzip it, but it’s worth it…
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The Nip Seen Round The World
Remember when all the hubbub was about the possibility of seeing Britney’s nip? Seems like decades ago, doesn’t it? It’s hard to remember a time before Spederline when she was actually hot. Well, those days are long gone as we await the birth of little Red Bull Federline and of course the inevitable “Hey, remember me?!?” Playboy spread in 2006.
Now we have Jessica Alba, and although I’m a little late to the game on this post and I’m sure every other site on the planet already has this with something clever to say along with it, I’m posting it anyway with nothing clever to say. Nothing. Just some pictures of an innocent, young actress who was photographed in public in a see-through dress.
I feel dirty.
NSFW pics after the jump…
Oh, Tara, How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways
1. Tiny, scared shitless dog.
2. Huge, Fugly boobs popping out of your dress.
3. That wonderful, “I think I just had sex” hairstyle.
4. That blank, cracked out stare.
5. The smell of Tommy Lee seeping out of your pores.
6. How about the simple fact that a 6 pack of Zima and a rented Hummer and I know I could do the dirtiest of dirty to you.
I Heart You, Tara.
-Pic snagged from those wonderful bastards at Bastardly.
The First SorryIGotDrunk Contest!
Lou here… Laz and I would like to first off welcome all the new Sorry Drunks to the site. We’ve been growing by leaps and bounds recently with a little love from our boys at TVgasm, Defamer, & CollegeHumor. We hope you’ve been enjoying our stories, but now it’s your turn…
In honor of Las Vegas turning 100 years old this year, (and I must say she doesn’t look a day over 89), we’re going to have our first giveaway.
We want you to send us in your best SorryIGotDrunk Story from Vegas. This can be that time that hooker took all your credit cards or when you woke up on the pirate ship at Treasure Island. The crazier the better. Just write it up, include pictures if you want. We’ll happily blur out the faces of the guilty, (or the innocent for that matter).
We’ll all vote on our favorite and we’ll send the winner this:
The World Series of Poker Set & Collector`s Tin
So, grab a bottle, sit down and do your worst, or I guess, your best. Send all your entries to:
vegas@sorryigotdrunk.com
Entries must be received by Midnight, Friday July 1st.
Better description of the prize after the jump.
Laz & Lou At Trader Vic’s: A Short Photo Essay – As Told By Tiki Salt & Pepper Shakers
This is when we arrived. That’s Laz on the left, obviously drunk with the garnish on his head.
The Lazlo Ponders Life’s Most Important Questions Series Presents: Where Should I Get Drunk? Part One
Where everybody knows your name.
Maybe.
Where you are always glad you came.
Sometimes, but not always.
But the spot that you choose to drink is second only to your choice of drug in the battle against sobriety. Natch, (for the one and only Lou), you want a place that has that right blend of what the French call “Fuck the Americans.” Man do those Froggy bastards have a way with words. My Mom once told me that life is about the journey not the destination. My Dad once told me to “SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DRINK YOUR BEER.” Although my parents have been miserable for years with each other I feel that between these two pearls must be the secret to a happy life.
I, Lazlo, have dedicated my life to the Journey of Drinking. And because location is an important part of said Journey, I will be hitting up wet holes (some people prefer watering holes, I prefer wet) in my area (and yours if you are lucky) and judging them like the little Catholic School girls they are for the benefit of mankind and the detriment to the evil brain cells.
Keira Knightley Pics From The Jacket…
Well, while still stewing over my damn cell phone camera debacle, and knowing damn well that The Jacket DVD release is still a few weeks away, I thought I’d search for those pictures, you know for shits and giggles. And wouldn’t you know it, I think I found them. Or at least something…
For those people who have been around since the beginning, you know why I’m concerned about these. For the new Drunks, here I pretended to have the nude pics a couple months ago when I started this site as a way to try and drum up traffic and then, ultimately felt guilty about duping my potential readers and I posted all the nude pics of her I could find here.. So, that lead me to the search to somehow win back my credibility.
All I can say about these pics is… What’s the big f*ckn deal? I guess, technically, they’re nude, but shit, the ones I posted here a few weeks ago were better than this sh!t. Oh well, (Cue orchestra – Dun Da Ta Da!!!) Keira Knightley’s nude scene in The Jacket… NSFW, I think…
Updated: Monday’s Hangover: The First Rule of SorryIGotDrunk Fight Club Is…
So, we finally got the internets up at the new SorryIGotDrunk HQ this weekend, just in time to stream the KROQ Weenie Roast, which was good. I didn’t get a chance to post anything though until now, because I spent the weekend pretty much retarded drunk and such…
Saturday began at around 10am with the unsuccessful search for a Cubs game at a sports bar in LA. (Still no satellite at the new HQ). After driving all the way from the Crack House to Hollywood to an old stomping ground of ours, Barney’s Beanery, and them not having it, we then scurried down to Santa Monica to the Over Under where again, no luck. But by this time, it was noon and there was drinking to do…
Avril Lavigne Continues Bid To Be My Future Ex-Wife
In what has turned out to be a red letter week for all the women in my life, Lindsay, Paris, and Avril, (I know that’s sad), the most respected publication in the world of journalism, Star Magazine, is reporting that my sweet little Canadian Punktress is out of control.
“I’m the kind of girl who, when I go to a bar or club, I just want to get wasted.”
“Avril totally drinks to get drunk. And when she’s drunk anything goes — she turns into an absolute party animal.”
Well, if there’s ever been a reason for me to get my lazy drunk ass North of the border, I guess it’s now. I do my best work when the girl is drunk and out of control. Oh, and young. I almost forget young.
Some more pics I snagged over at The Superficial after the jump…
I Think I’m In Love
Avril Lavigne: Hot, Drunk, & Underage. What more could a man ask for? I always knew there was something I liked about that little Canadian bombshell, and it wasn’t her songwriting ability.
I snagged these 2 photos over at All Things Christie. (She’s also got a great link to a nice little drunk video of Avril’s here.
One of my other favorite pics of Avril after the jump…
