Thursday Odds and Ends: Hotdoggin’s New Meaning, Fake Bosoms, Etc. Etc., and Fav. Headlines

By Matt Van Hoven 

Last night I was totally talking about this pic of Hayden Panettiere with a guy who’s actually met her in person. The imagery for her new flick, he opined, was tots photoshopped. The real question is: what will they say if she cows and get a boob job? Oh look, she hit puberty! Nah, that’ll never happen &#151 she’s got standards. Here’s your O&Es.

Wait, first, our favorite Advertising headlines of the day:

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&#151 Remembering My Days as a Hotdogger: Apparently, this means something different to my generation. Your generation. Everyone. link

&#151 Rupert Murdoch: R.I.P. Has the Wizened of Oz finally fucked himself?: Um, he probably has done himself once or twice. Who hasn’t?! link

&#151 Britney Spears helping Russian women learn English: Oh God, yes! link

And now your news…

&#151 Parents have stopped buying their kids the stuff they want. Die capitalism, die! link

&#151 New York’s convenience store, Duane Reade, which hardly needs any advertising because there’s a shop on every other corner, will be advertising on the corners where there aren’t stores. link

&#151 Tylenol can kill you. Kidding, but seriously. link

&#151 P&G, the biggest advertiser ever, will limit who you use for production. ‘Suck it,’ implies they. link

&#151 I feel sorry for people who have to read this kinda stuff. link

&#151 Jerry Seinfeld, who famously retired his act, maybe shouldn’t have because now all he does is shill shill shill. link

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