When Bam was leaving his bar at around 2 AM last night, some crazy lady approached him.  There was some sort of altercation (the details are shady at this point) which the woman ended by hitting Bam with a baseball bat on the back of his head.  The woman was arrested, and Bam went to a hospital.  There’s no word about how he’s doing.

I don’t give a fuck, I love Bam Margera.  I’m not one of those girls who wears the t-shirts and pretends she knows how to skate and gets heartagram tattoos (I do have some friends like that though), but have I watched all the shows and movies?  Hell yes, I have.  Have I started listening to bands like HIM and CKY and singers like the sweetest man alive, Roger Alan Wade, because I originally heard them on Jackass?  Of course.  So you can say whatever you want about him, but ain’t nobody deserve a baseball bat to the head from someone you don’t even know, especially not a man who has brought such light to my life.

Lady Gaga decided to spend one of her very rare days off at the last place you’d expect: the ballpark. Gaga headed out to a Mets game at Citi Field and while she was seated amongst people like Jerry Seinfeld, she didn’t class up for the occasion. Instead she wore a sparkly bra and waved her middle fingers around. The NY Post reported that her behavior didn’t make it much easier to ward off photogs and fans, and when she wasn’t being left alone, she got nasty:

“She was psyched to go the game,” a source close to Gaga told The Post. “But she felt it was unfair that she was seated right by the paparazzi. Having them take pictures of her all game would’ve been annoying to all the fans. That was going to ruin it for everyone.”

A pal admitted the singer cursed out photographers.

“She went up to the box and said, ‘F- – - you! F- – - you!’ to the photographers who were messing up the game for everyone else,” the pal said.

Damn. I guess Gaga is a pretty serious Mets fan.

“We always had the same thing over Cobb salad. But it was not really a Cobb salad. It was a Cobb salad that Jennifer was adulterated with turkey bacon and beans and I do not know why. She has a way with food, which really helps. Because if you’re going to eat the same salad every day for ten years, better be a good salad, right?”

- Courtney Cox explains her former co-star Jennifer Aniston’s favorite salad to the Los Angeles Times.

The same salad, every day, for ten years. No one can call this woman a commitment-phobe ever again.

So, the supermodel-turned-Seal’s-wife-turned-mom of four is taking off her clothes again: this time, for the German edition of GQ.

Klum strips down to her bareness for the July issue of GQ and reportedly impresses the photographers with her insane body contortions and, uh, almost-impossible flexibility. She looks great, and continues to look classy for days. The only negative comment I can bestow upon her, really, is the hair. … I’m just not digging the bangs, Heidi. They do you no justice and they hide your gorgeous face. OK? Let’s not have to have this conversation again, thanks.

Check out photos of Heidi in the gallery and keep it pure; she’s a MILF mom, don’t you know.

According to an exclusive interview with Gary Coleman’s parents, Price is off her rocker in trying to secure Coleman’s remaining fortune, and looking to sink her antler-y teeth into his continued fame by pushing for the rights to license his image.

Color me disgusted and appalled. Just a hint? It’s the color of Shannon Price’s deteriorating gums. You know, that gross grey-pink and sometimes-orange funk. That color.

Gary’s parents, and I quote, state:

“As far as the money goes, we would never have taken money from him,” Sue said. “We weren’t raised that way. The way we were raised, you just don’t do that to anybody … you just don’t treat family that way.”

On the topic of Shannon peddling death photos of their son:

“That was disturbing,” Sue said. “I don’t know if that were her intentions in the beginning. I don’t know if she was taking them for her own purpose and then later decided to do the sale of them.”

And discussing how the couple found out that Price was “handling” all of Gary’s post-mortem affairs:

“[It was] the most strangest message I have heard in my life,” Willie told Meredith Vieira on The Today Show. He described the message: “‘Oh, hi, this is Shannon Price. Thank you for your inquiries… If you need more information my brother is handling the arrangements.’ She left this number for us to call her brother.”

This girl, no lie, is disgusting. She’s the vilest example of a money-and-fame-mongering cretin, and I honestly — honestly — would not be a bit surprised if the bitch clubbed Coleman in hopes that things would end up this way.  I just she gets what’s coming to her, and not what she thinks (read: fame and fortune) is coming.

Here’s what happened, according to the police report.  Jodie Foster and her kids were at The Grove in L.A., and this 17-year-old guy started taking pictures of her in the parking lot.  Jodie approached him, “poked him on his chest,” then “grabbed vict by his left arm causing visible injury.”  The victim’s father was there as well, and he said that Jodie asked the guy “Do you even have a mother, you slimeball?”  He also said of his son that

“He didn’t mouth back at all and was scared of her. At one point Jodie’s son even came over to my son and apologized. Her kids were really embarrassed.”

The victim’s family filed the police report after the incident, and Jodie is being accused of battery.

I think Jodie Foster has legitimate reasons to freak out over some random guy taking her picture (and if Ronald Reagan were alive, he’d totally agree), but this seems like just a bit much.  When it gets to the point where one of your sons (who are 11 and 8, by the way) has to apologize for your violence, maybe you should do some reflecting.