The Nation Mourns

As Anna Nicole Smith is finally allowed to spend eternity like she spent much of her life -- on her back. It is a solemn day where we each remember our favorite Anna Nicole soft-core, girl-on-girl scenes that were the hallmark of her career. Truly the epitome of the modern American Dream.

Just think in two-thousand years, some archeologist will excavate the remains of a mummified corpse wearing a tiara and proclaim that in death 21sth century humans worshipped this woman as if she were a queen, burying her in her royal garmants and crown and giving her two precious bags of synthetic substances as a gift to the gods. And they'd be sadly close to the mark.




Is it just me, or does John Gibson above look like "Sponge Bob Squarepants"?