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This clip from Carmen Electra’s supposedly “leaked” sex tape features no boobies, no vaginas, and hardly any tongue at all. It’s real Rebecca Gayheart home video quality, let me tell you. I’m not going to come straight out and say it’s boring, but you should know I got a bigger boner watching “The Life Cycles of the Mealworm” while alphabetizing my sock drawer. And I don’t even have a penis. So counting this video, that makes two of us with absolutely no wieners at all.

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A downtown Manhattan Calvin Klein billboard ad depicting a three-on-one group sex scene has family values groups up in arms. Fox News says

The blue-jeans giant has unveiled a jumbo ad that shows two young men and a young woman entwined in a semi-nude threesome, as another man undresses.

Randy Sharp of the American Family Association [said], “I find this kind of ad repulsive, I find it disgusting, I find it inappropriate for a public venue.”

Wendy Wright, president of Concerned Women for America, said, “This is graphic and intended to shock any sensibility — even in New York.”

Frankly, I don’t know what offends me more more — the depiction of a semi-nude threesome, or the man wearing the cuffed denim shorts. Both are pretty repulsive if you ask me.

And speaking of semi-nude, here are some pics of Olivia Wilde in next month’s Maxim:

So… Sunday’s Sun UK had a quaint little piece about how Russell Brand (who famously bragged about sleeping with at least three women per day) fancies himself a latter-day St. Francis of Assisi or some such nonsense, since apparently he told GQ:

“If I’m to find any true happiness I have to devote myself to something bigger than my own ego.

“I’m really getting tired of materialism. I don’t reckon I’ve got more than two or three years.

“I’ve burned out drugs. I’m burning out sex. I don’t even know what I’m doing yet. I’m not ready.

“I’ve got to be in a position where they can’t go, ‘Didn’t he f**k* that stripper? Didn’t he go to that lap-dancing club?’”

“There can’t be any of that around. That’s all got to go - until I’m in a position where I can say, ‘Look I’m celibate, I’m a vegan. All I do is meditate, come out and do stand-up and make films.’”

I’m guessing he attended the Katy Perry seminar on abstinence practice (entitled Abstinence For Beginners: How a 4-Hour Lifestyle Change Can Bring You Nirvana and Free Press) because here’s dear St. Russell and his two most recent acolytes leaving Akon’s wrap party at No5 Cavendish Square, from which they headed directly to Brand’s house.  To meditate, surely.

British singer Lily Allen recently opened up (pun intended) about her lesbian three-way with identical twins. Processing… processing… and nope, I still don’t care about her. She told the Gay Times

“I did once snog identical twins in San Diego. I was on the sofa and I had them both. I was dancing and shoving my ass on one of them. That’s the only time, but I have lesbian dreams a lot.”

She might have called it a “three-way lesbian romp with twins,” but I have another name for it: incest. Really, I can’t imagine anything worse than doing the nasty with my own sister. Except maybe doing it with Lily Allen. Please excuse me while I go gouge out my mind’s eye now.

Photo shoot for “Interview” Magazine: