The Spike Guy’s Choice Awards Is The Most A-List Event of 2010

During my late-model whirlwind trip to L.A., I was fortunate enough to attend 3 separate awards shows. You’ve already seen my red carpet coverage (i.e. attacking celebs) from the MTV talkie Awards, and last night, hopefully most of you caught my looks at Logo’s NewNowNext Awards as the prizewinner of the “Brink of Fame” bestow (more on that to follow…).
But anybody awards show we’ve yet to overflow you in on are The balk Guy’s Choice Awards, airing Sunday at 10/9c. I had no notion what I was in for as I excessively groomed in foreboding of the testosterone parade that was secure to greet me at the most masculine awards can on television. And here is what I got:
An A-record Cannonball of “Holy Sh*t” to the phiz.
First of all, before any of the stars glided unserviceable onto the stage, the moment you walked into the Goliath studio where it was taped, you fainted from supererogation. The stage backdrop was a mammoth aquarium full of live SHARKS. And dyed in the wool next to it, a huge diorama with two true LIVING TIGERS. THEY HAD LIVE TIGERS THERE. Then, there was an 80’s penetrating rock cover band performing behind behemoth flames. And sliders. THEY HAD SLIDERS THERE. Already, without having seen a unique famous person, this was the most staggering Hollywood moment of my life.

Sylvester Stallone Is This Year’s GUYcon | SpikeTV | balk.com

Then, A-Listers starting pouring in of every available backstage nook and fracture. The shows opens with Schwarzenegger and Stallone. “OK,” I ponder, as I sit 100 feet from two defenceless cinderblocks with arms alongside the midwife precisely’s deadliest predators. “Kicking things mistaken A-list style. Surely this thinks fitting not last.” Then Spike served me a leviathan slice of humble pie (in the formula of another slider). Because things got and less face-pulled. Allow this gallery to uphold me right:

And really, at what other even-tempered would George Clooney and Kid outcrop be friends? And where else would Kid dumbfound where a bong shirt? Click in front for photo proof + bleep-filled video of George accepting his endowment.

Here is a sampling of some of the celebrities you can need to see on Sunday night:
Sandra Bullock. Jon Hamm. George Clooney. Robert Downey Jr. Bradley Cooper. Robert DeNiro. Leonardo Di-f**prince-caprio. Chris Rock. Ozzy Osbourne. Charlize Theron. Lebron James. Jessica Biel. flash Liotta. James Gandolfini. Liam Neeson. And thrive the Insult Comic on the Years Biggest Douchebags.

Guys pick 2010: Triumph Douchebags of the Year | SpikeTV | spit.com

What does this mean in place of you? It means that on Sunday at 10 PM ET, you liking be treated to a show featuring ruthlessly 47 times as much star power as this year’s Academy Awards. Also tons of tiger feedback shots!

And here is Clooney bewitching his Guy of the Year grant and cursing his bronzed ass dippy:

George Clooney Gets Guy Of the Year | SpikeTV | poison.com

BONUS: I also ran into ex- BWE.tv writer Bob Castrone, who, along with his leader partners at The Post Show, are shooting a control for Spike called “Playing with Guns.” Not certain how much info I can utter away here, but we’re persuaded you’ll be hearing a a load more about it. Congrats to Bob! (Who is also getting married in a importance of weeks!)
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