What you are looking at is the word "butt," on television, unintentionally.

Justin Bieber managed to rack up nearly 100,000 likes on Instagram after uploading a photo of his butt crack this past Saturday.

How much LiLo will we see in Playboy? "The holy trifecta," TMZ reports. "Boobs, ass, and vag" according to TMZ's Playboy source.

Orlando Bloom bought a bonsai tree in Malibu Valley. He spent five minutes choosing which tree to buy.

[MTV's mascot for classlessness, Snooki, shows multiple private parts while wearing a trucker hat, gym socks under flip-flops, and clashing logos. How many crimes against fashion can you spot? NSFW image for those who dare, after jump.]

Some afternoons, after the requisite low blood sugar-induced perusal of LOLcats, we turn once more to the serious problem of magazines. What do we want to read? Who can bear thumbing through a witty snippy front of book section? But then, who can bear a ponderous essay about boxers or ideas or colors? What all of us really want to read right now is something sexy, something that pulls its pants down a little—but that heavily edits its contributors (but its editors not at all!) and is also concerned about the ramifications of capitalism!