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The CW is getting really good at this. First those OMFG ads for Gossip Girl and now this:

The cast for the upcoming drama The Beautiful Life is posing naked for the ad campaign in support of the show's launch on September 16th. Well... almost naked. And not the whole cast.

The drama, which seems to only have one premise based on the way The CW is pitching it, is apparently about really good looking people who happen to also be alive. It's not about unattractive zombies who look like they're dead. That may be why series regular Mischa Barton is conspicuously absent from the ad campaign. Ohhh... SNAP! Also sure to raise controversy? Corbin Bleu - the teenybopper from Disney's annoying High School Musical franchise - is one of the stars in the campaign. Hooray for role models.

Anyway, the tagline for the season is pretty funny too - "what are you looking at?" Why is it funny? Because the only answer I can come up with is "not much." Pictures after the jump...

And the good luck for Duane "Dog" Chapman and his acquaintances continues. Back in November of 2007 his A&E show Dog the Bounty Hunter was halted after some pretty racist comments he made to his son were publicized. Now, it looks like one of his sidekicks is in hot water for something else that came out in public.

Last Friday, Tim Chapman (no relation to Duane Chapman) turned himself into Honolulu authorities after a shopping center security guard found the reality star naked in his truck allegedly performing a lewd act. Once discovered, the guard asked Chapman to put on his clothes and get out of the truck. Instead, Chapman put on his clothes, started the truck and drove away, nearly hitting the security guard in the process. Police are investigating whether or not to charge Tim for his actions.

Outside of bootleg T-shirts and posters, we haven't seen much of Bart Simpsons' penis. I'm going to assume most of you are content with that, but Newsweek reports we might be seeing more of Bart than ever before in the upcoming Simpsons movie.

It's not as if cartoon wang has never been seen before: we've seen Cartman's on South Park, and another short-lived animated series on Comedy Central, Bob and Margaret, showed occasional toon frontal nudity, as well. However, the quoted Newsweek piece doesn't say anything about the audience being exposed to Bart, just that Bart exposes himself at one point (which could mean the characters in the movie catch a glimpse but we don't).

It's a fact: cartoon characters don't care for pants. Frankly, I don't trust any cartoon character that wears them. What exactly was the deal with Mickey's shorts and those big yellow buttons? Were they knobs that operated some secret radio he used to send messages to the enemy during World War II? And just look at the old Warner Brothers cartoons: the only folks who wore pants were all bad guys: Elmer Fudd, Yosemite Sam, Percy the Pants-Wearing Haberdasher -- okay, I made that last one up, but you get my point. Anyway, to honor those toons who choose not to cover their butts, Boomerang is launching "No Undies Mondays" starting on October 9th. Every Monday at 4 pm, an hour will be set aside to honor the Hanna-Barbera characters who let it all hang out. Yes, that pretty much describes every Hanna-Barbera character, but let's not overthink things, it's still a fun idea.

And when we say "NSFW," we really mean "NSFW." Family Guy fans undoubtedly remember the episode "Road to Rhode Island" in which Brian and Stewie travel across the country after Stewie misplaces their plane tickets. The B story for that episode involved Lois purchasing a marriage counseling video with a special "men only" section in which the instructor does a strip tease. In this clip found on Google Video, the instructor takes the strip tease a tad further than she did in the original episode. Rumors are abound as to where the clip came from: some claim it was done as a joke played on either Seth Green or Seth MacFarlane, others say it's included as a deleted scene on one of the DVDs. For some reason the only thing I could think about while watching the clip is that I haven't seen Fritz the Cat in a really long time. Weird.

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(S04E04) After a pre-credit opening where the male deputies try to conduct a "panty raid" and end up face to face with a completely naked and pregnant Wiegel, we cut to the first real scene of the episode where a motivational speaker Dangle found on the internet gives the deputies some rather confounding advice, including this diatribe:

"I ask you, does the belt not go through all the loops? You all see yourselves as brilliant little pebbles just waiting for your code word. Well, what if your code word doesn't come, huh? Are you gonna sit around in your cruiser and wind up ejected from somebody's crazy physics package?"

More profound advice I've never heard. Let's move on.

Well, maybe. Rick Ross over at Cult News is reporting that Jim Belushi's new book, Real Men Don't Apologize, may borrow from the teachings of a controversial guru named Justin Sterling (real name, Arthur ''Artie'' Kasarjian). Sterling runs an expensive seminar where the main focus is that gender roles have become confused, with women becoming more masculine and men becoming more feminine. Personally, I thought this theory was a load of horse hockey until last night when I inexplicably gave birth to a baby girl. Apparently Sterling was really onto something.

Anyway, naysayers dismiss Sterling as being misogynistic, and teaching that a woman's only goal in a relationship is to garner power and resources. Men, on the other hand, marry for love. Again, I say that's a load of bull, and only describes four out of my last six relationships (but I kid). Anyway, the most interesting (or terrifying) thing to come from this is that apparently these seminars end with the men stripping naked as part of a ritual and being videotaped. I'm guessing there may be some correlation between Sterling's hatred of women and his desire to videotape naked men, but I'll let you suss that one out yourselves.

I don't have much interest in game shows, but I do try to catch Jeopardy! every day. First of all, it's a somewhat more intellectually stimulating than Wheel of Fortune, and it allows me to sit alone in my apartment and yell things out like, "What is 'Paul's letter to the Corinthians!'" and then sit back with an expression of smug self-satisfaction. Of course, that's usually after listening to twenty other answers whose questions I didn't know.

Most of all, however, I tune in for Alex Trebek and those always awkward exchanges between himself and the guests when he tries to learn a little more about them. Trebek has a tendency to say exactly the wrong thing, or to say things that don't quite make sense.  Yesterday during the Tournament of Champions, he had this exchange with a contestant, Mike, after Mike told him about a shower curtain he and his wife received which had a map of the world on it:

Alex: Do [you and your wife] shower together?

Mike [Smiling nervously]: I'm not gonna answer that.

Alex: You're husband and wife, it's okay.

Mike [Still smiling nervously]: I'm still not gonna answer that.

Ah, it's gems like that which keep me tuned in to this show every day.

(S01E20) In this age where depictions of sexual fantasies which cover the entire spectrum from mildly titillating to mind-bogglingly depraved are available to anyone with an internet connection, a television episode about a kid swiping his dad's Playboy almost seems like something Norman Rockwell would have painted.

Those of us who grew up before the advent of the internet each have our own story about the time we first discovered our dad's hidden treasure of skin mags. I grew up on a farm and discovered my father's collection of Playboys from the '70s and '80s in an old wooden shed, resting inside a stack of dresser drawers. Like any boy who was too young to really be interested in sex yet, I found the magazines to be equal parts fascinating and repulsive. As much as our parents would try to protect us from such things, discovering those magazines was a kind of rite of passage for many young boys. You didn't know what you had found exactly, but it opened a window into the grown-up world you never knew existed. These days, that window no longer exists. In fact, the whole damn wall has been removed and replaced by an endless digital conduit of smut pouring out of the computer monitor of anyone with the ability to type the word "boobs" into Google's search field. An old copy of Playboy with nothing more than a nude female lounging next to a fireplace seems downright quaint.