When a video of Dennis Quaid exploding in anger at "dopey the dick" and a bunch of "pussies" on a TV set surfaced yesterday, many immediately suspected Jimmy Kimmel was involved. The theory makes sense—Quaid's rant arrived shortly after his brother's bizarre sex tapes , making him the perfect candidate to stage something like this, and it sounds a lot like the infamous temper tantrum Christian Bale threw at a director of photography years ago.
Last night was the Super Bowl, I guess. I heard something about a shark and stopped asking questions. But then today I was reading some celebrity gossip blogs and one of my favorite bloggers noted that Ben Affleck and Matt Damon spent the Super Bowl together... at Jimmy Kimmel's house? With... Grantland editor Bill Simmons?!? And the Mighty Mighty Bosstones, one of whom tweeted the below picture, which is what I imagine the scene at the gates of Hell to look like?
Ahead of yesterday's Ohio State victory over Oregon in the college football national championship game, an unusually floppy-haired Jimmy Kimmel rolled out a special edition of Celebrities Read Mean Tweets, featuring ESPN broadcasters and college coaches. Some of them are better at reading than others.
Jimmy Kimmel happens to be neighbors with Emily Blunt and John Krasinski, and he's been in an ongoing Christmas prank war with the couple since they got married a few years back. Last year, Kimmel covered their entire house in wrapping paper and littered their walk with reindeer shit, so it was incumbent upon them, according to the doctrine of mutually assured holiday destruction, to hit back even harder.
The Killers recruited Jimmy Kimmel to help write their annual Christmas song, and it wasn't as huge a mistake as it could have been. After a lot of dicking around in Christmas sweaters, they finally arrived at "Joel the Lump of Coal."
If anyone could save a Lifetime movie about Grumpy Cat—who is not a character with a personality, just a normal cat whose charm can be experienced in full through a still JPG—it would be delightful permanent eyeroll Aubrey Plaza, right? Aubrey Plaza definitely thinks so, not sarcastically.
Christoph Waltz, best known as "the Jew Hunter" in Inglourious Basterds, is perhaps not the first person who comes to mind when you think of grown-ups who love Sesame Street. There's quite some dissonance between the serious Austrian actor and sunny days and/or everything being A-OK. So you'd be surprised how chipper his version of the show's classic theme song is.
Last night, Jimmy Kimmel continued his annual tradition of ripping families apart by asking parents, for the fourth year in a row, to tell their kids they ate all the Halloween candy. The results range from wounded tears to straight-up post-Halloween sugar tantrums to being surprisingly calm about the whole thing.
Ever since TV meteorologists gained the power to draw on their digital maps, they've been inadvertently—and sometimes intentionally—drawing dicks. Jimmy Kimmel finally caught onto this long-running phenomenon and assigned a staffer to cover the rapidly expanding weatherdick beat.
Like he did with Coachellea and fake band names, Jimmy Kimmel sent "Lie Witness News" team to New York's Lincoln Center as Fashion Week wraps to dupe aspiring fashion know-it-alls into saying they like designers that are actually just pop culture figures (Betsy Ross, Duck Dynasty's Phil Robertson, Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia). "Chandler Bing, I have heard of," one insists. Have you?