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Following yesterday's UFC 104 press conference, AllElbows.com's E. Casey Leydon got up in Dana White's face, and the conversation inevitably turned to Kimbo Slice. Despite multiple reports from TUF 10 castmembers that Kimbo had a large "posse" in attendance for his fight — yes, that's the word they keep using — Dana claims that only Slice's manager was there, while his wife and kids were definitely not. "I've never seen such crybabies in my whole life as the heavyweights [on TUF 10]," Dana says. Here's another example: Roy Nelson told USA Today that Kimbo had his own media room and could make phone calls. Dana's response:

After the jump: A longer DW interview with Ariel Helwani, where Dana discusses Cain Velasquez's potential as a future champ, selling two Brazilian main-eventers, the necessity of teammates fighting each other, an update on the Dan Henderson situation, those Showtime knuckleheads, Bernard Hopkins's criticism of MMA as gay porno, why "Big" John McCarthy isn't reffing at UFC 104, and Chuck Liddell's future in the sport.

On Tuesday we showed you what was undoubtedly the worst sucker punch we've ever seen in a pro fight.  Today we look at another, similar sucker punch that is completely understandable, even to the referee.  In October of 2008, Jesse Vargas and the unfortunately-named Trenton Titsworth squared off in Temecula, California.  Things were going reasonably well, and then Titsworth leaned in during a clinch and kissed Vargas, ever so gently, on his neck. 

It took Vargas a moment to realize it, but he responded by drilling Titsworth on the jaw with a right hand on the break.  Technically, that's a foul, and Vargas lost a point for it.  But kissing your opponent is apparently also a foul, though we admit we always thought it was simply frowned upon.  The ref initially takes one point away from Titsworth for his ill-timed display of affection, then decides that it's bad enough to be worth a two-point deduction.  Some people just can't help but stand in the way of love, can they?

Vargas would go on to win the four-round bout via decision (39-34 on all three scorecards).  Titsworth is still trying, unsuccessfully, to live this one down.

(Fitch vs. Alves, 6/28/06.)

Though we previously eliminated Thiago Alves in our Fitch's-next-opponent guessing game, it turns out that the Pitbull is a strong frontrunner for Ricardo Almeida's replacement. A source close to the UFC told MMA Junkie that Fitch and Alves will meet at UFC 107 (December 12th, Memphis); Alves's original opponent for the event — Paulo Thiago — will be booked in another match.

Alves is obviously a bigger name than Almeida, but Fitch's Twitter enthusiasm still threw us off. Who gets psyched about a rematch with a guy you already beat, unless it's for a title? Reacquaint yourself with Fitch and Alves's UFC Fight Night 5 scrap above, which starts with Alves having to take out his tongue ring, and ends with a TKO victory for Fitch at the end of the second-round thanks to a well-placed upkick.

The 10/20 edition of the Danavlog is full of bad omens. After getting a bullshit ticket from some douchebag traffic cop, DW and his crew stop by Cold Stone Creamery — not Pinkberry — and Dana winds up paying the price with a tummy ache. And the Cold Stone workers didn't even sing to him! Can this day get any worse? WHAT HAS HE DONE TO OFFEND YOU, GOD?

As if he doesn't have enough problems, Dana has an Esquire writer following him around for a profile. So obviously he's going to try out the bomb bag again. It fails so incredibly hard. Seriously, listen to that barely audible pop at the 3:13 mark. "Something's bursting," Mike says. Hilarious. Then, it's time to play video games and air hockey at Dave & Buster's. Are you getting all this, Esquire guy?

Finally, around the 5:40 mark, Cain Velasquez and Mauricio Rua show up, and it isn't long before Dana bomb-bags them. Suck it, Bellator — this is how you harness the power of the Internet to promote fighters. Also, future Celebrity Rehab star Chuck Liddell shows up drunk and belligerent, and lifts Dana off the ground as he's trying to give out some UFC 104 tickets. All in a day's work, I guess, if you can legitimately call it that.

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There's an art to wearing a mohawk and growling insults at people. Mr. T had it. Quinton Jackson might not. Skip to the 0:17 mark of this ET fluff piece on the upcoming A-Team movie to see a very brief clip of Rampage in character as B.A. Baracus. To be honest, I'm not sure I quite believe his delivery of "damn fools, man," and I can't help but wonder what an artist like Jamie Foxx would have done with the role. Anyway, it's The Ultimate Fighter, not The Ultimate Actor, so what-evs...