Accessory of the Day:

Self-absorbed babble is the miquest (our new word) thing! Throw out your Louis, your Coach and your Fendi. Just assume that people want to hear every boring detail of your life. As long as you're confident about it - people will listen and find you so mique!

Collar Alert:

COLLARS DOWN UNLESS YOU WON AN EMMY AWARD!
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Collar Alert:

COLLARS UP EVERYWHERE EXCEPT PLUTO!
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Accessory of the Day

There is a new controversial accessory out there. It's so yurp (our new word) that you can't get it at any store. Paris has been waiting for it for years! The yurpest new thing is a great personality. We were at a hot party in Santa Monica. We didn't get in - we just waited outside greeting everyone waiting for Moby. Camryn Mainheim totally talked to us before she made a b-line to the rosemary and olive oil Trisquits. She said we were fabulous and sort of laughed in our faces when we told her "collars up," but she was yurp none the less. We hope Meck, our adopted child, will grow up one day to be just like her. Sweet and very yurp.

We've been on vacation...

We apologize that we haven't been posting. The three of us (BrYan, Rex and Meck, our fashionably unattractive adopted child ala the mysterious and most likely heinous Suri Cruise) went on vacation to east Istanbul. Unfortunately, it wasn't so herk (our new word). The Turkish government took one look at Meck and mistook him for an illegal alien...like an ALIEN alien. They threw us in the slammer quicker than you could say kebob. We were beaten, questioned and raped. We did not enjoy being raped by the ravage muscular Turkish beefcakes in those seemingly unsanitary unattended shower rooms. We weren't the only ones prodded - poor Meck was being tested and probed to see if he was actually human. How dare they - he's most definitely horrificly unattractive, but you can see that he's human. Just look into those black eyes. Now we're back and it's herk to have your collars up!

Myspace Page of the Week

Oh My God - we've decided to start featuring ulp (our new word) myspace pages that embody the essance of BrYan and Rex. Here is our first page. Meet "F*ck Me, I'm Paris." FMIP is the ulpest thing on myspace. Here are some of his goals. He's 19 years old and he's very P. Hil meets Grieco.

* Get a Job
* Get BellyButton Pierced
* Get a Car
* Graduate From High School
* Go To College
* Get A Job
* Become Successful in whatever I Do
* Get a Apartment Suite on the Top Floor
* Get Married to my "One"
* (Possibly Adpot A Child)
* Live in Europe
* Drive a Vouge (2004 Range Rover)
* Meet Britney Spears
* Find Mr. Right
* Move out of Aspen
* Go to World Music Awards in Monte Carlo w/ my aunt next summer)
* Live life freely

This is how we should live life, no? He's 19 years old and is trying to graduate High School - We took an extra year to get prom kings, alas to no avail. We're pulling for you, FMIP! He has get a job twice but no "Meet BrYan and Rex" on the list - but we'll let that slide. Check out his page. http://www.myspace.com/fashionboi

For Those Nay Sayers...

A week or so ago we talked about the hottest thing to hit the clubs, Cassette DJing. To our "friends" who don't thing think it's the terpest (our new word)thing ever, you need to check out this terp video from Denmark. We met them in a Whole Foods while waxing nuts (our part time job). They were looking for McDonalds and Elvis magnets, but we let them in the right direction, Arby's and Moby. So terp. They showed us their video where they also cassette dj. We're all so very turp.

Diet Alert:

This is the yemptest (our new word) diet to hit the scene. The Pepto Plan, it's so yempt. The diet is as follows:

• A Tablet for Breakfast.
• 3 Tablets for lunch and a tall glass of Pepto liquid.
• A chilled bottle of Pepto and a turnip.

We've lost 13 pounds and occationally our consciousness. Paris should try it because we've only excreted in pink. So yempt.

Collar Alert:

COLLARS DOWN IN CALIFORNIA!
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Choreography Challenge part III:

It looks like there is another submission to our choreography challenge. It's now an all out war between yours truly, The Fast Food Rockers, The Harrison County High School Show Choir and now we have a new submission from a South Korean Pre-School. They attached this letter to their submission. Dear Bryan and Rex, We would like to be part of the challenge. We've seen your performance of the 'Mannequin' a few weeks ago. You have good technique but the concept is too trite. The Fast Food Rockers are savagely unskilled and it's apparent that Harrison County is in a serious talent drought. Please accept our submission and eat it, sh*t face! We were a little thrown off by this, but they do have a telp (our new word) tape.

Don't forget our telp dance:

Trend Alert:

While we were in west remote Indonesia this past weekend, we couldn't report the ferchest (our new word) trends out there. We didn't have internet access or service to our T-Mobile Sidekick. We had to get the people dancing and there was no plug for our 4 different iPods. We ended up cassette spinning for a crowd of twenties. It was so ferch. We also performed a 30 minute scene from Turner and Hooch. The crowd was so blown away they started throwing us drinks on stage. FREE drinks, it was so ferch. They probably didn't know that they would spill all over us and give us bruises. Nevertheless, bust out your cassettes for your next DJ gig. It's so ferch.

Collar Alert:

COLLARS UP EVERYWHERE*!
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*except in Belgrade.