As one of Hollywood’s most recognizable faces, Larry Miller has appeared in over 50 films and numerous television shows. He began his career with a memorable cameo as the brown-nosing store manager in “PRETTY WOMAN,” and has since gone on to delight audiences in some of the most unforgettable roles in such films as “BEST IN SHOW,” “WAITING FOR GUFFMAN,” “THE PRINCESS DIARIES I&II” and “THE NUTTY PROFESSOR I&II.”

Miller currently stars as the over-protective father in the hit ABC Family television series “10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU.” The series is based on the 1999 film he co-starred in with Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles. He can also be seen in the blockbuster Garry Marshall film “VALENTINE’S DAY,” which featured an ensemble cast of A-list stars.

Miller’s other film credits include Jerry Seinfeld’s “BEE MOVIE,” “KEEPING UP WITH THE STEINS,” starring opposite Jeremy Piven, “KISS KISS BANG BANG,” with Robert Downey Jr. and Val Kilmer, and the critically-acclaimed Sundance documentary “THE ARISTOCRATS,” which showcased 100 of the world’s best-known comedians telling the dirtiest joke ever heard.

His numerous television credits include the hit shows “DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES,” “MEDIUM,” “BURN NOTICE,” “LAW & ORDER,” and “SEINFELD,” as well as recurring roles on “BOSTON LEGAL,” “8 SIMPLE RULES” and “MAD ABOUT YOU.” In addition, Miller has made regular appearances on “THE TONIGHT SHOW WITH JAY LENO,” “THE LATE SHOW WITH DAVID LETTERMAN” and “REAL TIME WITH BILL MAHER,” He has also starred in several of his own HBO comedy specials and on Broadway in Neil Simon’s play “THE DINNER PARTY.”

Miller frequently performs stand-up throughout the country and is often one of the opening acts for his longtime friend, Jerry Seinfeld. He also wrote the best-selling book SPOILED ROTTEN AMERICA, and is a contributing humorist to THE HUFFINGTON POST and WEEKLY STANDARD.

Weasel, as he is known, is the show's good-natured scorekeeper and announcer.

Weasel is a down-home, straight-talking, no-nonsense rodent who is fiercely dedicated to his job and this game show. He’s pretty adorable too, the little squeaker (he sounds like Gomer Pyle on helium).

He was born about 8 months ago. The runt of his litter, he was “teatless” and forced to strike out on his own. Wandering far from his birth-burrow in Thousand Oaks, he soon found himself starving, lonely and lost in the hills of Malibu. For warmth, he nestled inside the car engine of a fancy man with a strange accent. That car was a Bentley. That man was Sir Sebastian Simian. That accent was British - not gay - as Weasel had initially assumed. After a life of hardship (45 days), good fortune was finally shining down upon him.

Sebastian hooked him up with this show, his first job, and he loves it. He is in pursuit of the perfect game show and he won’t let anyone mess that up. If there’s a slow spot, or if a mistake is made, Weasel will attend to it toot sweet. You see, sometimes Larry can get off track socializing. Weasel truly loves Larry and respects him enough to let Larry believe that HE is running the show, but it’s really Weasel who keeps the wheels from falling off. He will never correct Larry, but instead gently guide him, by calling out, “Oh, hey Larry! Over here! Pick me!”

Weasel and Larry took to each other right away. They’re best pals outside of the show and can occasionally be found crawling out of a bar together at closing time. In fact, Weasel currently lives in Larry’s back yard.

Weasel loves three things: Larry, this game show, and daring night-time raids on chicken coops. Once, Larry even tagged along, but he couldn’t stomach watching Weasel suck the eggs.

Cashmere Ramada is a world-famous celebutante and tabloid target cut from the same glitzy cloth as her BFF Lindsay Lohan. She spends most of her time shopping, tanning, staging photo opportunities - like walking out of coffee shops with large sunglasses on - and recovering from the world's most glamorous parties. She’s not very bright and not ashamed to let you know it. “Brains are for idiots.”

Cashmere has had dozens of mini-careers, singing, fashion design, perfume… and she’s had one or two very terrible movie roles. She’s also constantly inserting herself into charities she doesn’t understand. She thought “Save the Dolphins” was an effort to prolong the amount of time you could keep dolphin meat in the freezer.

Her crotch is photographed so often, you could make a flipbook out of the pictures. She’s even tried to avoid the crotch photos by backing out of limos – to disastrous effect.

Her perfume “Dolphine” was found to contain actual dolphin. It was a massive scandal for the drug stores and gas stations that carried the scent.

While she has never read a book, she has written two - both self-help books - “Hello Dog-butt, it’s Me Cashmere” and “Eat. Pray. Butt.”

In addition to appearing on LNL, she also has a reality show on “P!” TV called, “Cashmere Unleashed.” Mayhem ensues whenever her reality crew follows her to the set of LNL.

She is a serial dater and Cashmere's sexual conquests have not been limited to Hollywood hunks. She also occasionally takes her men like she takes her coffee - black, strong and in a large cup. Last fall, she and Manny Ramirez were photographed everywhere. She dated A-Rod for a day and a half during which time they were both cheating on each other. She has been linked to Michael Vick, but that relationship ended when it was revealed her cousin was one of the dogs he was using in fights.

Shameless to a fault, Cashmere is often proudly recounting her greatest scandals; being photographed without her underwear getting out of the limo at her father’s funeral, her numerous sex tapes (made worse by the fact that she rags on her fellow panelists in them), her lip-synching on SNL, her real age (in dog years - she’s 147), her orphan rescue misstep (she rescued them from stable families) and her on again off again DJ girlfriend – who is not only a lesbian – she is also a cat!!!

Cashmere considers herself a Kabbala-buddha-tologist. Basically this means she gets to hang with Madonna, Richard Gere and Tom Cruise. And she gets all religious holidays off...

As mentioned before, Shelley and Cashmere’s fights are the stuff of legend. Shelley “is like so totally the like oldest person she ever saw,” but every vicious insult Shelley makes in return is lost on the dim heiress.

Every party girl needs a Gay BFF and Mummy is hers. They often go on fabulous shopping sprees before the taping and are frequently photographed at Fred Segal and Kitson. Cashmere always finds an eager audience in Mummy when the subject is her latest batch of boy-toys. Mummy often begs her to get him into the hottest fashion shows – men’s fashion shows.

At her peak, Shelley Oceans - comedienne, television personality and actress - was the world’s greatest insult comic. But that day has passed. She still packs them in at The Sahara, but her shot at superstardom came and went and she is now a devoted game show panelist. Shelley is always ready with a cutting retort for the host, the contestants and of course, her fellow panelists (especially close friend and two-time ex-husband William A. Mummy).

Shelley and Cashmere Ramada’s shouting matches are always a highlight. There are a thousand different ways to say “Shelley is old!” and “Cashmere is stupid!” – but in the end, they’re both unrepentant tramps, so they forgive.

Loved for her brash manner and husky voice, Shelley is notorious for her love of younger men and her numerous cosmetic surgeries – few of which weren’t failures.

Ocean’s father worked at the fish market, and her mother was a seamstress. Later in her stand up act she would claim, “I was an ugly baby. For my monthly visit, my parents took me to a vet.”

Though born Jewish, she later had it surgically removed.

As a child, Shelley attended Catholic School where, as a homely child, she was often mistaken for a boy, resulting in several awkward, disappointing incidents with more than one priest.

Shelley has been married countless times, including two very brief marriages to William A. Mummy. There were no children from the Mummy marriages because on both wedding nights, “He kept it wrapped.”

A new Shelley autobiography, Herpes Schmerpes, lists the lurid affairs she’s had with almost everyone.

Shelley wishes her career had gone beyond being a famous comedienne and she was able to land some juicy roles. To that end, she videotapes her own auditions for big parts in current movies – much like Sean Young’s infamous Cat Woman in a homemade cat-suit audition tape.

At awards shows, she can be counted on to drunkenly harass the winners from her seat. At the Directors Guild Awards, she flung a plate of osso bucco at Julian Schnabel and then vomited. To make matters worse Cashmere, seated nearby, rushed over to eat the vomit. Cashmere defended herself saying, “I’m a dog, bitches.”

On the show, Shelley flirts with everyone except Cashmere and Weasel. She likes Weasel but also sees him as a potential stole or muffler. Shelley also mercilessly flirts with the male contestants.

Shelley and Mummy are thick as thieves. They’re like sisters. They save their sharpest barbs for each other – out of respect. Of all the people on the show – they share the oldest friendship, two marriages and the most secrets. They are still each other’s “dates” for family gatherings.

Shelley is a little resentful of Cashmere having everything handed to her while she’s had to hustle for every dollar, so she attacks Cashmere in a motherly way. She constantly ribs Cashmere about “catching diseases” holding up the younger panelist’s heartworm pills for proof.

A billionaire entrepreneur, adventurer, ladykiller and philanthropist: Sir Sebastian Simian. Sebastian balances his British charm and charisma with doses of snide, acerbic comments and a healthy sprinkle of intolerance. He also happens to be the smartest person in the room. Just ask him – he’ll tell you.

He lives his life according to his two favorite books, The Art of War and The Prince – yes he’s that scary guy. He once fired Donald Trump as a display of dominance meant solely for Warren Buffett. Sebastian doesn’t need to be here on this game show, but he does love attention so here he is.

Sebastian, or “Triple S” as they call him, is single and was once married. He’s simply too rich to get married again - it wouldn’t be a wise financial move. But women constantly throw themselves at his generous, protuberant assets.

Hotels, Casinos, land, charity work - he has his fingers in a bit of everything. His “take no prisoners” management style has made all of his ventures the biggest, best and most successful in the world. Sebastian is so successful he has to put a new auto-biography out every week. His latest is - Fabulous Things I Did the Second and Third Weeks of February, Volumes 1 and 2.

Also his adventuring occasionally hits some snags. Sebastian’s mishaps always leave zoos, orphanages, children’s hospitals, and presidential libraries in flames. Every sports team, every refugee group, everyone he sponsors is touched by tragedy. His latest world cup sailing effort killed a record 92 blue whales.

Sebastian would appear to be one of the most well-mannered, reserved, and austere gentlemen you could ever meet - except when there’s a tire swing around – then he totally goes ape-shit on it. Which brings us to his next peccadillo - on the rare occasion that he drinks too much, he throws his poop at people. Nobody’s perfect.

On the show, he is as quick to say “Great job” as he is to deride one for being a total idiot in their game… His barbs can be pithy and vicious but in his mind it’s not that he is cruel or mean-spirited, it’s all done to make one better and to help them fool the contestants who should earn their money the hard way. Sebastian even snaps at Larry to get back on track because he often has some event to get to, or some other place to be.

Because of his wealth, Sebastian rarely has any bills smaller than the one hundred dollar variety so he is constantly borrowing fives, tens and twenties from the cast – mostly Larry. “I’ve only got Euros today. Spot me one of your unstable dollar bills for the snack machine, Larry?”

Sebastian respects Larry. Larry is in charge and that’s who Sebastian likes to deal with – people who are in charge. Of all the cast, Larry seems to be the only one who can make him laugh, or at least acknowledge the attempt at humor.

As Cashmere’s confidant, Sebastian spent a lot of time doing damage control over her highly publicized missteps – the sex tapes, the up-skirt photos, the boozing etc. Because she is such a mess in every way, there is a slightly paternal edge to Sebastian’s relationship with her. He often does not approve of what she does.

Mummy is a confirmed bachelor & bon vivant who just “can’t seem to find the right woman.” He’s extremely flamboyant, “Mister Double Entendre.” Much like Paul Lynde or Charles Nelson Reilly, he’s brash, jittery and knows how to tie an ascot. Mummy’s a fan of the finer things in life; fashion, gourmet food, and of course, the theater.

Abandoned as a baby, he was adopted and raised by two German men, Jurgen and Bertrude, who trained dancing ponies for the circus. Show-biz was in his blood. As a young teenager, Mummy found he had “boutiquier desires” than other boys his age. At age 18, he was so uncomfortable in his own skin he had it removed.

Mummy began his professional career as a character actor – but found few roles as the comedy-horror genre had not yet been invented. His big break came when he was cast as the friendly mummy who moves into a family’s house on a show called “There’s A Mummy in My Closet!” On the show, Mummy had to hide in the closet whenever grown-ups came around. It still haunts him to this day, not just for the obvious reasons, but also because of the catchphrase people yell at him on the street. “Back in the closet, Mummy!”

His quest for true love takes him all over the world, even though he’d likely be better served looking in his own closet. He's been married twice – both times to Shelley Oceans. Mummy was married to Shelley for six hours in 1976, and then in ’79 for a little under two hours. Both of these marriages ended in divorce, citing “irreconcilable similarities.”

There is one constant in Mummy’s life. He’s had the same pool boy for 30 years. Mummy likes to pretend he can’t swim, and Mr. Pool Boy rescues him from the pool, the bathtub, the Koi pond, and several carelessly placed ornamental fountains around his home.

He’s a professional panelist now, and LNL is his home away from home. He’s also famous for his appearances on the Dean Martin Roasts – that’s where he met Shelley. He likes his martinis, and is typically 3 sheets to the wind before the show, with Shelley not far behind.

Mummy has an active social life. Mummy is also constantly grand marshalling parades.

Mummy uses Larry as his heterosexual beard in his search for women. They know what they’re doing and have fun with it. Larry often asks Mummy how his quest for the perfect “woman” is going, to which Mummy responds, “Oh, there was a honey drought at The Bear Hug this weekend. It was a total sausage party. No luck at all.” OR “Horrible! You’d think a bar called The Pound would be crawling with kittens - but it was a wiener parade! Both nights! Where are all the women in this town?”

Mummy drools over Cashmere’s latest conquests. He vicariously lives through her and sees her as a younger version of himself. He knows that she’s an uneducated, uncouth, uncultured millionaire brat and thus he finds her fascinating.