Where do you go to complain about your girlfriend’s mom being a total buzzkill? 68% of high school freshman unanimously answered “Your MySpace account!” Ding ding ding! Also noted: “third period study hall” and “to her front step with a loaded weapon registered under your uncle’s name.” From Lindsay Lohan’s boyfriend (possible fiance?) Riley Giles’ MySpace account (via OK! Magazine):

“ADVICE OF THE WEEK: if your a mom, with 4 kids, the best thing u can do for them right now is have a reality show. WE. DO. NOT. WANT. she had the nerve to ask us to be on. no thanks!”

Aw, so no-go on Dina Lohan’s new show? That’s too bad. Without Lindsay on the case, Dina’s gonna have to find another way to keep the ratings up. Like showing up unannounced at Lindsay and Riley’s door with a camera crew and an eight ball or embedding cameras in their NYC apartment and replacing all the bottled water inside with gin. It’s a fact that unless Dina’s new show features a) Lindsay Lohan doing stuff; b) Lindsay Lohan’s boobs; or c) Lindsay Lohan and her boobs doing stuff, nobody is going to give a rat’s ass about watching a washed-up coke whore and the rest of her less-famous little bastards taking turns yelling at each other. They already have a name for that sort of drivel. It’s called “Judge Mathis” and “justice that makes a difference.” Check your local listings for airtimes.

Lindsay and her luscious mane of realistic-looking hair leaving a beauty salon last week: