Ali Lohan Mere Inches Away From Her Big Break In 'Worst Movie Ever Made' Remake!
Posted by Molly Friedman at 10:35 AM on June 21, 2008
Sometimes we feel the need to get down on our knees and bow down to Mother of the Century Dina Lohan. Not only did she produce the neverending carnival ride that is Lindsay Lohan, but she has managed to do the impossible: get Ali Lohan a job. Sure, Ali was supposed to be a rap star or white hip hop lyricist or something, but a gig is a gig. Proving that one should always be careful of what they wish for, Ali's desire to "be just like Lindsay" has manifested in the form of a potential starring role in the remake of a 1980s cult not-so-classic. But before congratulating the 15-year old by sending over a giant supply of cokepants and nail polish to Casa Lohan, we're forced to rain on this pitiful parade by informing you which movie Ali's Big Break will be in: the remake of Troll. Why this is quite possibly the worst idea in the history of ideas, after the jump.

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What appears to be a very innocent, all-American clip of
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On a weekend when the wholesome American Girl
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When not 