Some people worry we're turning into Britain. And I don't mean quaint jolly olde hear-hear good-show-chap England, but tawdry drunk England that lives on chips and never leaves the house in anything but a track suit, and has illiterate, talent-free morons for pop culture idols. No. We're not there yet. But every time I read stories like this, we seem a little closer:
Wow. Does this mean they're beefing? Because it would be too bad if they were beefing. The story concerns the possibility that Snooki might take her boyfriend home to meet her parents. Click here to see what appears to be a guy wearing a shirt that contains a silicone implant fastened to the outside.
