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Urlesque just made our day. They took the time (and we're guessing they enjoyed it) to put together this collection of the "Top 5 SNL Skits About Jeans."

We couldn't help but noticing that all of the videos are fairly old. The Mom Jeans clip is already considered a classic at this point and everything else is from even older casts. Where's the love SNL? Aren't jeans still funny? Where's Andy Samberg's jean short about jean shorts? Laser Cats can't touch denim blue gold in a box!

At least we have these gems. SNL and Urlesque, we thank you from the bottom of our Bad Ideas.


The two we featured are our favorites, but they're all good. See them all at Urlesque!

When Will Ferrell rolled up to the premiere of his new film Semi-Pro donning this bizarre outfit, it caused quite a wave of confusion. Now, in the aftermath, everyone seems to be trying to come up with reasons why he would wear such a freaking weird ensemble.

I'm going to have to go with the theory that he borrowed the suit from Charles Barkley, who got sick of wearing turtlenecks and sleeveless suits in the mid 90s. It's all a big inside joke for Will, who is getting a kick out of trying to pull it off without breaking character.

This could be wishful thinking, but as long as Will's ensemble was meant to be a mockery of NBA off-the-court fashion, I can rest easy knowing that he's still the weird guy he's always been. If not, I'm going to have to believe that he's joined some kind of Scientology cult -- or worse. Look at the way those pants swallow up his shoes. Classic.

The good people at Old Spice have struck advertising gold by bringing Will Ferrell onto the scene. In the guise of his latest character Jackie Moon, from the upcoming film Semi-Pro, Ferrell has created a handful (armpitful?) of short commercials hawking the new Old Spice Pro-Strength deodorant/ anti-perspirant/ skin conditioner, which is apparently proven, clinically mind you, to provide protection from odor and wetness. Yes, it makes me want to whistle, too.

I haven't tried the deodorant/ anti-perspirant/ skin conditioner, but I am slightly intrigued. I'm not a heavy sweater, not since I gave up exercise, but I've been known to shed a few drops of "sweat-gland deuce," (seriously, watch the videos) and I'm always looking for ways to avoid smelling like a turtle cage.

Apparently the product is to be applied at night during which time the pores are plugged for 24 hours, even after showering. While I applaud the brilliant use of "the best defense is a good offense" mentality (wait, did I get that backwards?), I'm a bit concerned about the idea of plugging my pores to block anything, even sweat. Where does it go? Will my armpits become bloated with sweat-retention? I don't know. I'm not a scientist.

Why don't you ask Jackie Moon?

I may have loved Willl Ferrell on Saturday Night Live (especially as Alex Trebek). I may have liked Will Ferrell in Old School, Zoolander and even Austin Powers. But this may just be too much.

I have no idea why, but on the Megan Mullally Show this past Monday, Ferrell came out wearing only a pair of American Apparel Royal Blue briefs.

Does this mean that Will Ferrell also believes in American Apparel's provocative ads and anti-sweatshop ethos? Unclear.

What is clear, however, is that the man needs to do some crunches, stat! (A few less carbs also might help)

Will Ferrell's new movie Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby came out last week to mixed fanfare. That fanfare goes something like this: Will Ferrell is great, Sacha Cohen (a.k.a. Ali G) is great, and the rest of the movie .... well, let's move on to the larger issue: is NASCAR cool?

Born in Charlotte, NC -- just like Michael Jordan and Billy Graham -- NASCAR (the National Association for Stock Car Auto Racing) officially formed in 1948. Ever since, it's slowly shed its southern twang, gaining network TV time and mainstream sponsors along the way. These days, it's the second most popular sport (at least in terms of TV ratings) in the US, just behind football. Take that, Major League Baseball!

And yet, can a sport be cool when it calls drivers "athletes", prides itself on burst eardrums and fiery crashes and -- most importantly of all -- forces its stars into neon orange jumpsuits with "Tide" (or Dupont or whatever) logos all over them?