Presumably hoping to capture the Christmas spirit one last time, a tragically un-Santa-like California woman reportedly stripped nude and tried to shimmy down her estranged ex's chimney yesterday, becoming stuck in the process.

Don't fucking cheat on Cassy, aka @NessLovnTrey247 (she really likes Trey Songz), because she finds out everything.

Sometimes restraining orders just aren't enough to get ex-boyfriends to stop sending horny middle-aged men to your house.

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We've all wanted to get back at our significant other's awful ex, but Natasha Larson went a little too far. She posted a personal ad on Craigslist posing as her husband's ex, posted her name and address, and told men to come over for quick, easy sex.

Kirsten Powers, a Fox News correspondent who is also a Democrat (see update), thinks wang-flashing Rep. Anthony Weiner should resign. Why should we listen to her? Because she used to date him, she explains in a column entitled "Anthony Weiner's Ex: He Lied to Me."

Thanks for participating, Kelsey Hawkes, but another ex-girlfriend of Tucson shooter Jared Loughner, Ashley Figueroa, has emerged on television. Figueroa also dated Loughner in high school, and she brings the dirt: "I think he's faking everything."

A new face from the Jared Loughner universe has emerged. Kelsey Hawkes was Loughner's girlfriend six years ago. How was Jared then, Kelsey? Great! His parents? Great! Any violent tendencies? None. Jared Loughner was a real Casanova. Video inside.

So, that new house Lindsay Lohan is moving into? It's next door to ex-girlfriend and drink-throwing victim Samantha Ronson, who is "disgusted" and "pissed." How close can you move to your ex-girlfriend's house before you become a real estate stalker?

Paul McCartney's ex-wife Heather Mills is taking credit for finally getting the Beatles on Apple's iTunes: "I organized it all with Steve Jobs." Sounds unlikely, but maybe it takes a notorious ex to stare down a notorious negotiator like Jobs.

It's cute that Lorenzo Martone thinks there's life after Marc Jacobs (there isn't), but what we really took away from today's gushing NY Times profile is that Martone changed in front of the reporter. He always gets naked for press.

A former Washington Post reporter is said to writing a comprehensive profile of Mark Zuckerberg. Comprehensive enough, maybe, to include the old romantic entanglement Zuckerberg just fibbed about. Prepare to do a little more sweating, Mark.

Embattled hedge-fund manager Steve Cohen's ex-wife has pulled a do-over on her vengeful attempt to ruin him: After withdrawing a lawsuit accusing him of insider trading back in the 1980s, she's filed a new one seeking control of his company.

Nick Lachey offers ex-wife Jessica some backhanded support. [Extra]

James Frey is like my ex-boyfriend of the literary world. Yeah, sure, I enjoyed A Million Little Pieces as a memoir, but after I found out he'd lied to me about the whole dental surgery without Novocaine thing, I wanted him gone. I didn't want him dead, but he was dead to me. He keeps on calling me with new works of fiction, and it's like, enough already. We're over. I was willing to look past the fact that A Million Little Pieces was overwritten and self-aggrandizing when it was a memoir, but as fiction, he could have at least written himself into a likable character. And now he has a blog, which would normally be totally annoying, but just confirms why I dumped him in the first place.

Many of our readers are probably too young to remember this, but there was a time, at the turn of '90s, when rapidly calcifying action star Sylvester Stallone and trap-jawed she-ninja Janice Dickinson were very much in love. It all ended badly, with a Versace catwalkside showdown after Sly learned the paternity of their supposed love child belonged to another man, leaving a shattered Dickinson sobbing into an oversized shoulder pad as she realized he was never coming back. Earlier this month, the modeling agency owner joined Fox News's Red Eye, where she said, "He juiced me. I'd wake up and my arm was as big as Popeye - steroids, testosterone, all that stuff that people say [mimicking Stallone], 'Hey, it's not that good 'cause you get really big, you know what I mean?" Stallone addressed the allegations on Howard Stern's show yesterday: