One of the blogs I write for requires that I review loads of celebrity photos. Usually they’re just shots of Lauren Conrad eating a bagel or Britney Spears emotionally scarring her children or, nine times out of ten, Jon Gosselin being fat. (Kill me now.) However, amid yesterday’s snaps of Rumer Willis, Ben Affleck, and Miley freakin’ Cyrus came this little number:
Now, unless that’s a still of Christian Bale performing yet another body-tranformative role, I’m pretty sure the guy in the photo has just won a title in traditional Turkish oil wrestling. Which is weirdness on two levels:
(a) Turkish oil wrestling competitions generally take place in Turkey or Amsterdam or other places that are not Hollywood. Unless Kevin Spacey is in the audience (he knows why), the matches doesn’t typically draw the attention of the paparazzi.
(b) Take a look at that belt. Has World Wrestling Entertainment gobbled up every corner of the wrestling market?
Please note, however: I am not complaining about the weirdness. At all.
UPDATE: As it turns out, it’s not oil wrestling, but gravy wrestling. Dude’s creepy Valentino-orange skintone should’ve tipped me off, but I guess the kisbet threw me. Whatever. Someone could still sop that up with a biscuit.