Wednesday, July 29, 2009

rachelle lefevre's (very PC) "FUCK YOU" to summit, advice for comic con twihaters, and annie tells us where to find vagina padlocks

well, summit, you're a bunch of fuckers!

this is some shady biz, and given the loyalty of the twilight fan base, you may have a few twiriots on your hands. hours ago, rachelle laferve issued an official (and very PC) "FUCK YOU" to summit in response to their (TOTALLY SHADY AND UNEXPECTED) decision to recast her role as "victoria", the twilight saga's sauciest vamp vixen. her replacement? fellow ginger bryce dallas howard. rachelle kept her rebuttal uber classy. i would have gone ape shit and blown someone up. buuuut i guess that's why i'm not famous. here's part of what rachelle had to say:

"This is a story, a theatrical journey and a character that I truly love and about which I am very passionate. I will be forever grateful to the fan support and loyalty I’ve received since being cast for this role, and I am hurt deeply by Summit’s surprising decision to move on without me. I wish the cast and crew of ‘Eclipse’ only the very best.”

the full article can be viewed online at access hollywood.

in less depressing twilight news, NPR bloggerdude glen weldon made my day with his comic con recap and the teeny weeny bit of twihater smackdown he unleashed. it's no secret that there were some disgruntled geekcore comicbook guys (and gals) at comic con who weren't hip to the twilighters. here are a few visual examples of the animosity, brought to you by the hunkiest geeks of comic con!:

OH, FOR THE LOVE OF ROBSTEN, even pattinson pants lady is cooler than you guys! (possibly a bit creepier. but cooler, mos def.)

so, twihater comic book geeks, here's a little piece of advice from comedian paul tompkins (via glen weldon aka NPR bloggerdude):

"Listen, nerds: you are living a graphic novel called GLASS HOUSES."

in other words, i might wear fangs and secretly masturbate to my life size edward cullen cardboard cutout...BUT YOU run around in spandex and super hero capes with light sabers and shit. YEAH. moral of story: don't throw stones in your glass house. NPR bloggerdude glen weldon's article is here: comic-con: the post-mortem.

and, finally, because my awesome, stinky, hyperactive three year old needs a bath like NOW, i leave you with this facebook-conversation-gem between myself and my friend arkansas annie:

arkansas annie: i have padlocked my uterus for safekeeping.

yoga ninja mama: where can I get a uterus padlock?

arkansas annie: where do we get everything in arkansas? WalMart. Next to the DIY abortion kits and cat food.

- yoga ninja mama


Mouf.Peace said...

lmao omg. y haven't i read ur blog until now?

p.s. i so know what i'm handing out for christmas this year.

yoga ninja mama said...


that's gonna be a huge hit. it's already on my christmas list. hottest item of the year :)

Danielle-lee said...

Okay, seriously, I need to scrub my brain with bleach to get that damn picture of the blue spandex-covered dick. Omg, his who-ha is RIGHT THERE. ick ick ick