Hump day stories are always more like a sideshow than those of substance. It’s the dark period in the week when all the tabloids send their rags off to the printers, and unless Britney gets committed or something, Wednesday is always filled with the most absurd asides.

Like David Hasselhoff (henceforth “the Hoff” for ease of typing) and how he is dealing with being single:

“Last week, a group of three came into the bar, and they were laughing up a storm,” he says. They had just come from a taping of ‘America’s Got Talent,’ where Hasselhoff is a judge.

“The female of the group [a busty, cute brunette] was approached by the assistant of [The Hoff] after the taping, and he gave her an autographed photo of him. On the back of the photo was the assistant’s phone number and a suggestion that she get in touch with ‘them.’ Also listed was the name of the hotel [the London] where they were staying.”

The source provided cell-phone shots of both sides of the autographed picture as proof.

But did the lady call? Apparently not.

“She thought it was pathetic and funny,” laughs the snitch.

Pathetic!?! Woman, you were just on America’s Got Talent!

Someone give The Hoff a break, he’s done nothing but entertain you with several TV shows, German musical hits and drunken burger eating.