Come on, Page Six. Where are your teeth on this one?

What used to be the most feared print-gossip column in the US posted an item today with a MAJOR issue and several minor ones:

JOVIAL actor Seth Rogan found out the hard way that just because it’s your premiere, doesn’t mean you can do anything you want. Rogan was at the Maxim party for his new flick, “Pineapple Express,” on the rooftop of the Solamar Hotel in San Diego where, spies said, he was smoking a funny-smelling hand-rolled cigarette. One onlooker said, “He was told to put it out immediately or leave.” A rep for Rogan - who told Elle this month, “I have a terrible case of I-wanna- smoke-weed- all-day” - declined to comment.

Here’s why this is complete bullshit:

1) It’s spelled Seth Rogen, you jackasses. He’s like, Judd Apatow’s number one cash baby, you might as well learn to spell his name.

2) It’s a MAXIM party for PINEAPPLE EXPRESS. Read: the most popular men’s magazine for stoners and frat boys throws a party sponsored by Patron for a movie titled after a special brand of weed. Yeah, sounds like no one is going to be smoking there. On the roof, no less, where no one gives a shit.

3) I’m sure he has a medical license for that pot. A good 80% of the people we know under the age of 30 in Cali have a medical license. Not to mention holding up the Apatow mantle is enough to give anyone anxiety.

4) It’s Seth Rogan, the dude MTV gave a fake bag of weed to display at this years MTV Movie Awards. Even if he didn’t want to smoke at a party for his pot movie, it’s probably in his contract or something: light up, you bastard, put some stoner butts in the seats. You don’t kick the guest of honor out of a party, unless he kills someone in front of 50 witnesses, screaming: “This act of murder was totally pre-meditated!”

Come on, Page Six, up your game.