We havenít yet adequately expressed our deep love and admiration for Anna Nicole Smith. Anyone who has read her column in The National Enquirer knows why she is so loved. Part of it is written by her dog, for Liberaceís sake. Mariah Carey may just have to scooch over on that pedestal we erected (hehe, erected!) for her and make room for Anna Nicole. And if Anna Nicole succeeds in her quest to get Colin Farrell to give her a private screening of his sex tape, Mariahís gonna have to get caught in a threeway with Paris Hilton and Tinkerbell to regain the top spot in our hearts.
Just like Jenna Jameson, Anna Nicole must like her sausages big and meaty. In her plea to Colin she said, "I can understand you don't want the world to see your tape. But what about a private screening for me? I'd like to find out if you really are Hollywood's biggest leading man. If you're interested, you know where to find me." Yes, Colin can find Anna Nicole at her nearest biker bar, drunk on Yeager and Peach Schnapps, dancing on a table with at least one fake funbag hanging out, and periodically making out with either a guy named Bulldog or her own little pooch, Marilyn.
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Anna Nicole Smith: Hollywood Weiner Inspector
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