(Miami Beach, FL)  Dig the National Lampoon Axe Body Spray ladies! It certainly wasn’t a brilliant reporter’s penetrating questions that evoked such a jaw-dropping and hysterical reaction from two of the hottest WWE Diva’s in Planet Earth the entire galaxy.

Miami Beach’s world famous Fountainbleau Hotel, noted home for music in The 50’s and 60’s with performances by Elvis and The Rat Pack to name but a few, was now host to one of the biggest lunatics — moi.  Film was also big at the Fountainbleau (until I arrived).   One of my favorite memories of South Beach in the 80’s came from The Pool Scene in Scarface, when Tony won a bet over a fluttering tongue gone astray…

Back to the really, really, hot Divas who were kind enough to take a few moments with me.  You can see I’m completely distracted from the Super Bowl (where I hit the under, the coin-toss, and the Aint’s), and I need to get back to my new girlfriends pictured above.

So yeah.  We’re on the Red Carpet.  And I ask them a particular question.

But… Grown men do not kiss and tell.  Yet…

Stay tuned for some great video I have to edit.  Find out if I get punched out by an MMA Star, a rapper, Eddie George, Kim Kardashian’s Mom, Rachel Hunter, these rude girls from some show I’ve never heard of called, “The Hills,” or a very famous drummer from an 80’s rock band and other A-listers.

In the meantime, try to guess the question(s) I ask the Divas!  Will it be…

1)A question about The Current WWE Champion?

2)A question on religion?

3)Human sexuality?

4)Horrible skin conditions?

5)Other?

Plenty of adventure and pictures to come!  Join us on a trip through the world of padded cells and Rolls Royces with that hot urine color Diddy likes so much.

Quentin’s hot shit. The hottest shit, in fact. He is such hot shit that he wipes with Himalayan glaciers. It’s the only way he knows to cool down. That and by killing some shit. Blasting arms and legs and shit all over the place. Throw some Stroganoff into a ceiling fan and wait, and you’ve got yourself the foundation for a QT film. But that’s only the beginning. We here at National Lampoon have dedicated ourselves to making your dreams come true, one severed limb at a time, which is why we’ve decided to compile this handy guidebook. Carry it with you whenever you need to add that extra bit of gravitas tarantinum, whenever you find yourself caught in a katana fight with a gaggle of prepubescent Asian boys (preferably Japanese, but the Vietnamese work really well for a game of Russian roulette), or if you need to figure out just how much fiber you’ll need to pass your dad’s watch back into this earthly realm.
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