Does it work? Depends on your definition of work. Do you want to have this conversation with your son in 15 years?

"Joey, when your mom and I met, it was love at first sight. Actually, my Wingwoman saw her first. Oh, she was just a girl I paid $50 an hour to scope out the finest New York ladies that I would never have the balls to talk to on my own. Man, what a night it was. I had just put in a 12-hour shift at Merrill Lynch, 'cause the world may have come to an end if I stopped at 11, and I was on the tail end of my 'work hard-party hard' lie life. At least till midnight, 'cause I had to get up a 6:30 a.m. My boss wanted to get the team to huddle up before our big 8 a.m. meeting. You know, get the ducks in a row and be on the same page; basically dot the i's and cross the t's. Anyway, my wingwoman complimented your mom on her looks, because it's not like I could tell we had anything in common from across the room, except maybe that we both enjoyed cocktails. Beer is so gauche. Anyway, our first four dates went like this: coffee, dinner, dinner, movie. Wild stuff, I tell you. And the rest is history. Now polish up your loafers."

Generally, I kid. But if you're a phony, you're a phony, and you've got bigger problems than being shy. Does using a hired Wingwoman constitute you as a phony? Not if you're upfront once you meet your otherwise unapproachable love interest. But as the author of the Post article, a one-night wingwoman, writes: "While most Wingwomen simply say the client is a 'friend of a friend,' I decide to go a step further and tell them he's a family friend who I've known for years and love like a brother. And that nothing would make me happier than finding him a nice girl."

Great, just what the world needs. Another bunch of liars. And this is doing a service for whom?

Other Web Finds:

• Famous People Looking Horrible — I never thought I'd say this, but I think Avril looks better in a tie and a shitload of mascara.

• PK.com Second-Biggest Referrer to Calgary Flashers — At press time, my readers are responsible for the second-most hits to AmericanEvil.com, a site that hosts pictures of female Calgary Flames fans partying without bras. Where to next? Perhaps to BoltsGirls.com. Congrats to the Lightning for winning what really was an enjoyable NHL Finals. Especially the part about the naked chicks in Calgary. Let me tell you, all of Canada is very disappointed. I saw Game 5 in Montreal, and the whole city was hoping to bring the Cup back to Canada, as if none of Tampa Bay's players are Canadian.

• Photo: Someone Forgot to Move the Anal Lube — A pretty funny picture of a couple posing in their bedroom, right next to a big can of Anal Lube. Probably Photoshopped in, but worth a look.

• Bad Neighbour — Photos of perhaps the most disgusting apartment ever.

• eBay Find: Ginger Lynn's Pearl Necklace From Charlie Sheen — The jokes are almost too easy, but how 'bout it fetching nearly $900 and not even reaching the reserve price? Compare those pics, too, the one leading off Ginger Lynn's official website.

• New Celebrity Rumors — A pretty funny list posted in the Onion Example of something to spread, if for no real reason: "When not training, boxing champ Roy Jones Jr. plays keyboards with Invisible Touch, a Genesis cover band."

• The Hot MILFs of Network TV — The latest hilarity from Uncle Melon. Love this guy's ideas.

• Top 10 Celebrity Nip-Slips — I swear I never heard of this Lindsay Lohan chick till those oops pics got posted on like every site but mine.

• The Rules of Engagement — Joe Concha on why intra-summer-house hook-ups are not wise early in the season. He writes: "Never in the history of Jersey Shore beach houses has a Memorial Day intra-house romance ever survived to see October."

• 10 Things Every Guy Should Experience — Apparently desperate for any kind of content, ESPN.com paid Jon Warech to include "The Brawl" as a must-do for every man. He writes: "There is nothing that turns a boy into a man more than getting punched in the face. It really is a turning point in adolescence." What a fool. Show me a guy who lauds brawling and I'll show you a drunken idiot.