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Don't bother with your morning latte just yet; if you're anything like us, you'll just end up spitting it all over your screen when you read this morning's Page Six. Another case of mistaken identity for the Post's gossip queens, another dead man pronounced alive, another trite apology — and this time, it gets the "We Hear" treatment. Remember, always blame your leggers and not your editors or fact-checkers:

That it wasn't Jam Master Jay the other night at Crobar. It was loud and dark and our intrepid reporter has trouble distinguishing among Grandmaster Flash, DJ Jazzy Jeff, Fab Five Freddy and Ol' Dirty Bastard. Jam Master was murdered two years ago, and we apologize to his family...

Yes, a dark room and several dark men must leave anyone from the Post utterly reeling with terror and confusion.
We Hear [Page Six]
Our Apologies [Page Six]