Remember the Waffle House deal?  Kid Rock, aka Bob Ritchie, was sentenced to a year’s probation and a fine of $1000, plus eighty hours of community service and sixty hours of anger management counseling for his part in it:

The October incident involved a predawn fight at the suburban restaurant after Rock’s gig at Atlanta’s Tabernacle. According to reports, a man named Harlen Akins, 39, got into a verbal altercation with a female friend who was accompanying Rock’s crew. The argument escalated into a physical scuffle in the parking lot with Rock and five members of his entourage, during which Akins allegedly broke a window at the restaurant. Rock and his crew allegedly hopped on their tour bus and drove off, but cops stopped them and arrested Rock and the five other men on misdemeanor battery charges.

After Rock pleaded no contest to one count of simple battery in the case, four other counts of battery were dropped. Guitarist Jason E. Krause and group member James W. Murphy pleaded no contest and got similar sentences, while charges were dropped against the other three men. Rock’s attorney said his client was “not terribly unhappy” with the sentence, though he still didn’t think the brawl was his fault.

What?  Bob don’t need no anger management.  Level-headed and serene, that’s our Bob.  He’s so laid back he’s practically comatose.  He just shoulda got outta there faster after he chased everyone once around the parking lot in his tour bus, that’s all.  Uneasy rider indeed.

In case you’re wondering just what did happen, here’s some video of the fight.  Six on one, huh?  Make up your own minds.

Ever wonder what your favorite celebrity wears for Halloween?  Wonder no more, we here at GlossLip have scoured the world searching for your favorite star trick-or-treater!  See who gets the good candy after the jump!

Rattle Dem Bones Skeleton.

LED Fog Lights.

Pimp Daddy Mooch-A-Lot.

1957 Edsel.  “The Thrill Starts With The Grill“

Ethel Merman.

Zombie Raccoon: Mascara’s Revenge

Britney, The “Oops, I Did It Again And Forgot My Pants” Era.

STD Treatment Barbie and Estilo Detroit Ken.

Benjamin Franklin.

The Statue Of Slutity.

Sorry, I couldn’t find one of Paris in costume, so you’ll have to settle for her regular clothes.

Trick or treat
Smell my feet
Gimme something good to eat!

Yes, everybody’s favorite Bob was arrested early Sunday morning in DeKalb County, Georgia, after a brawl at a Waffle House restaurant.  Wait, a Waffle House?

You know, there are days I sit here and struggle to find stories, and then there are days when the stories basically write themselves.  Like now:

Police tell us the singer, also known as Robert Ritchie, stopped at the restaurant at 5:15 Sunday morning after performing at The Tabernacle.

A male customer recorgnized a woman in Kid Rock’s entourage, and police say that customer and the woman had words. That escalated into an argument, then a physical fight in the parking lot of the Waffle House, located on Buford Highway. Police were summoned, and Kid Rock’s tour bus was pulled over a short time later.

He and five members of his entourage were taken into custody on a misdemeanor charge of simple battery. The customer, who police identify as Harlen Akins, has been charged with one felony count of second degree criminal damage to property for allegedly smashing a window at the restaurant.

Bob was released from jail at about 5PM and signed autographs as he went back to his bus.  Hey, at least he was classy about it, y’know?

So let’s see if I can piece this together.  Bob performed a show, picked up at least one sweet young thang (that we know of) at said show, and decided he was hungry.  He and his entourage decided to stop at what might have been the only place open at 5AM on a Sunday morning, a Waffle House.  While in there, another patron recognized said thang and everyone exchanged pleasantries.  Who knows what was said?  Maybe something like, “You tip yore hat to this lady, son,” and when Bob did, all that hair fell out from underneath.  I’m just hoping the station got footage of Bob’s tour bus chasing ‘em all just once ’round the parking lot.

Guess Bob’s going back to Dee-troit, via Omaha.*

*a nod to Charlie Daniels, in case you’re too young to remember

Talk about an ego boost.  After watching his ex-wife Pamela Anderson marry smut-peddler Rick Salomon this past week, and having some choice words to say about it, Kid Rock (aka Bob) can boast of some action of his own…apparently, he’s so hot that two, yes two models are fighting over him:

Penthouse Pet Krista Ayne and model Alyssa Lipsky met the rocker when they posed with him for the cover of the current Rolling Stone magazine. During the shoot, Rock made sure to get cell numbers and e-mail addresses from both black-lingerie-clad babes, according to the brunette-tressed Ayne. [...]

Ayne, who used to date Jared Leto and is pictured in the new Steppin’ Out magazine, told publisher Chaunce Hayden that she has a boyfriend but he let her go to the [Yankees] game with Rock.

Lipsky became upset when she saw a picture of the two at the game, and went to Rock’s concert later, only to be blocked from the VIP room backstage because Ayne was inside.  At some point, Ayne went home, and Lipsky was allowed inside.  She ended up on Rock’s tour bus headed back to his Dee-troit mansion, and later he paid for her flight back home.  Aw, and they say chivalry is dead.

My question is…what are these two girls doing fighting over Bob?  Don’t they realize who this guy is?  I mean, I’m a fan of the rugged, he-man look, but not like this.  The guy looks like he hasn’t bathed in a year.  He reminds me of some good ol’ boy from the garage, but in a really creepy way.  Redneck Bob Rock and his pickup are comin’ to town, y’all!  Get the Bud ready!

They must be attracted to that big bulge in his pants.  (His wallet, of course…what did you think I meant?)

I don’t think I’ve ever written anything on Pamela Anderson until recently (well, I hadn’t written anything until recently), and now all of a sudden I’ve done two stories on her in two days.  I feel like I need a loofah bath.

Anyway, news is that Pam may or may not have made up the story about being pregnant and having a miscarriage.  Allegedly, it seems to have been to get back at Kid Rock for putting off a visit with her for a couple of days.  Why?  Because he had Lakers tickets…and not nosebleed section either, but floor seats.  Come on.  Totally understandable, and I don’t even like the Lakers.  Anyway, here is his version of events:

“She’s in Vancouver shooting a movie and I have Lakers seats on the floor, and I’m gonna go to the Lakers (basketball) game with my friend Jesse James,” the 36-year-old rapper says. “I’m like, `Baby, I got these tickets. I’ll see you on the weekend there,’ and that leads into her saying, `You don’t care about me, blah blah blah,’” Rock says. “She finally comes up with this: `I just had a miscarriage’ … and hangs the phone up.”

Rock, claiming he was unaware that Anderson was pregnant, says he chartered a plane and flew to Vancouver. “When I get there, she’s partying at this restaurant, drinking champagne, jumping on the tables. I’m thinking, `That’s a quick recovery from a miscarriage.’”

So did she or didn’t she?  I personally have not had the time of day for Bob since his Super Bowl show (well, even before then), but that seems to be a harsh thing to do to a guy, if it is true.  Pam’s response, via her publicist:

“I hope his album does well,” the 40-year-old actress says. “I hope he’s happy in life. We were married for four months. If he has nothing nice to say about me, then please tell him to stop talking about me.”

She is speaking, of course, about her “miracle” man Bob, whom she said this about before their marriage:

Feels like I’ve been stuck in a time warp…Not able to let go of MY family picture… it’s been sad and lonely and frustrating…I’ve raised my kids alone in hope of a miracle.

Well my miracle came and went. And came back and back because he knew that I’d wake up one day and realize that I was waiting for nothing.

Ah, the rotting, putrid smell of love turned bitter in the morning.  I’ll have a dozen, wrapped up and boxed, please.  BTW, I really am enjoying calling him Bob.  Bob Rock.  It sounds like that dance that white men do, doesn’t it?  Do the Bob Rock!

In unrelated news, Bob Rock has a new album of dance music being released on Tuesday.