Saturday, November 29, 2008
America's Sweethearts
Tom and Katie went out to Nobu with Posh and Becks. Katie had a flat on the way but luckily, Tom carries a spare. Is it just me or does his cranium look very weird? Weirder than most craniums? Another question: How far does Tom's career have to slip before Posh stops wanting to hang out?
This Is Why I Have Protective Services On Speed Dial
I know for a fact that the toy giraffe little Harlow's chewing on in this picture was made in China. Out of the ground-up bones of sweatshop laborers who died in horrible industrial accidents. Mixed with melamine. And laced with an extract made from dog kidneys and panda eyes. Not only is it unhealthy for the kid to be chewing on that giraffe, but I'm pretty sure Greenpeace is pissed about it too. Not to mention how Hayden Panettiere feels. Doesn't Nicole care about Hayden's feelings? Callous bitch.
Brave Lads
How brave of the Jonas Brothers - writing a book all about their struggles with venereal disease. This will help so many people. Way to go young lads. You are an example to us all (and especially those who want to have sex with Taylor Swift).
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Jonas Brothers,
Taylor Swift
Friday, November 28, 2008
Ooh...SMOKing...
Gwyneth Paltrow talked to Gotham magazine about growing up in New York. Listing her favorite things about her childhood, Paltrow said:
Underage smoking on stoops of brownstones, going to museums, the seasons, and how great a school Spence was.
Yes, Gwyneth was a rebel - she used to sneak cigs on stoops when she was 15. But she was one of those arty rebels who liked museums. She knew she was destined for something better than what all the other girls longed for - those horrid, predictable dreams of marrying handsome squares or becoming high-class call girls who throw themselves out of windows in fits of boredom.
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Gwyneth Paltrow
Sorry But I Don't Believe In The Cosmos Exacting Revenge
If there were such a thing as karma or whatever, then this picture would be captioned: "The late singer Brandy, just seconds before being run down by a drunken Solange Knowles."
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Brandy
You Wanna Tell Him Or Should I?
Dear Alex Rodriguez: It's not necessarily gay to go to a Madonna concert. It's also not necessarily gay to wear a scarf. But both at once? Um...gay.
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Alex Rodriguez,
Madonna
Woah. Creepy.
Tom Cruise has been guilty of many creepy expressions but this one has to take the cake. That is a dude who is straining to keep the demons at bay. Also, I think he is going bald. Also, his new Nazi movie looks stupid. Also, David Beckham did not go for Tom's idea to have David spread his buttcheeks and let Tom stuff him like a turkey using his penis.
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David Beckham,
Tom Cruise
The New Kathie Lee
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Suri's New Babysitter
This is really awesome...Tom and Katie have hired Bea Arthur to babysit Suri! Bea's looking great, isn't she? I love the wig. And Suri seems to really like her. This is the coolest thing Tom and Katie have ever done. Way to go guys!
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Katie Holmes,
Suri Cruise,
Tom Cruise
Still Milking It
Sarah Larson talked to People magazine about how hard it was dating George Clooney. "It was a little nerve-wracking because everybody loves George, and so, to be in the public eye like that, it was a little bit stressful," said the stripper. "It's a lot to take in. I think I just went like a deer in the headlights. At times, I [didn't] know what to do."
George's instructions were pretty clear honey: "Sit on my dick when I say, then stand next to me and shut your mouth while they take our picture." And the hard part was?
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George Clooney,
Sarah Larson
Failed Economic Plan
Stephen Gyllenhaal and Naomi Foner are on their way to a divorce, and now we've learned that they are also broke as a joke. Naomi blamed the whole thing on Stephen in the divorce filing, saying, "I have repeatedly asked Stephen to pay his one-half share of our bills, and he has refused to do so." An email to Naomi from Stephen, which is also included in the filing, laid out his plan for dealing with the crisis:
I have been clear that if worse comes to worse, I will let all of this collapse into ruin, just as I believe letting the markets crash and burn [is] the right approach. Pain now for clarity and balance later.
In other words you have no money and you're too lazy to get a job and Maggie and Jake aren't returning your calls. God, what losers these people are. How did they manage to ever spawn a couple of high achievers like Jakey-poo and Pug-Nose? Ambition skips a generation, I guess.
Is The Romance Over?
First we learn that Alex Rodriguez pissed Madonna off by quitting Kabbalah school because it bored him (not enough strippers I guess), and now we see him hanging out with his ex-wife and his kids for the holidays. And they all look pretty happy too. Something tells me Madge is going to have to find a new dumb, pretty, large-peckered plaything to amuse herself with. One who has a little longer attention span maybe.
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Alex Rodriguez,
Madonna
Don't Mess With Nerds, Boy
"I told that honky if he made one more joke about me looking like Bill Cosby on I Spy I was gonna tell my girl to let him have it. And what happened? Cracker-ass cracker. I got $700 million and what's he got? Food stamp-using motherfucker. The president is a black man now, you cracker son of a bitch. Why don't you move your ass back to Belgium or whatever shithole your people came from you Indian-raping, slave-taking, natural-resource-squandering cocksucker?"
Cause She Got High, Cause She Got High, Cause She Got High...
Now I know why Kristen Stewart always looks like she's stoned - it's cause she's always stoned. I suppose being the new It Girl is pretty stressful and we shouldn't begrudge Kristen the odd pull on the old pipe. She needs to put some shoes on though. That bare feet stuff is just plain gross.
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Kristen Stewart
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
You Thought Your Friend With The New Puppy Was A Pain In The Ass...
Pete Wentz walks up and down the street with a microphone telling everyone he has a baby. "Hey everybody! Guess what? I have a baby! I put my penis in my woman's vagina and before you knew it...poof!" Where's a sword-wielding nut when you need one? Nice shoes by the way. I once puked that color after eating way too many Nerds.
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Pete Wentz
Get Used To It Dude
Robert Pattinson is the new pop-culture obsession. Now his life will become a hell of paps and media scrutiny and people talking shit about him in blogs. Every time he gets drunk and plays grab-ass with a bunch of college girls it will be tabloid news. He won't be able to snort a line or flip his car or participate in a giant gay orgy without being ripped by a lot of self-righteous, jealous assholes. Never again will he be able to pick up a hitchhiker, murder them and dump the body in a quarry without Dlisted guy calling him a bad name and making a joke about his asshole. It's your new normal Pattinson - get used to it.
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Robert Pattinson
Britney Blasts Federline
The Shitster told Rolling Stone that Sean Preston has learned to say the word "fuck." I know, I thought the same thing - Rolling Stone is doing cover-stories on Britney Spears? I thought it was a music magazine. I knew it had gone downhill, but I didn't know it was fucking Us Weekly. Anyway, like I was saying, Shit-Shit told Jann Wenner's culturally-irrelevant rag that Sean Preston has been dropping f-bombs faster than he drops loads on the living room floor, and then Shitney said something way funny, which I quote here so you can share my joy:
He doesn't get it from us. He must get it from his daddy. I say it, but not around my kids.
Oh yeah - Federline's the bad influence. That's priceless. Thank you Britney for brightening my day. Now I won't have to go out and trip old ladies for fun like I was going to. You've fulfilled my amusement requirement.
Choke On A Turkey Bone And Die, Bitch
Gwyneth Paltrow is the only being on earth wise and experienced enough to handle preparations for Thanksgiving dinner. Thankfully, Gwyneth is not shy about bestowing her vast knowledge on all us mindless peasants who can't even get the turkey out of the plastic and are utterly baffled at the concept of dressing. A sampling of Gwyneth's Turkey Day insight via her site Goop.com:
Turkey will always be the main event of Thanksgiving (at least in my house) and a whole turkey is the way to go if you’re feeding at least 12. But if your party is smaller, the stuffed turkey breast turns out to be a great halfway point. Brining it overnight insures that you don’t need to baste it and it has a quick cooking time. Why should things be any less festive if dinner is just for two? I came up with these stuffed turkey burgers which were a giant hit in my house. They are the perfect solution for anyone who isn’t feeding a big group (or for a big group that wants to try something different!).
I came up with an idea too Gwyneth - if you really want to get into the Thanksgiving spirit, you and everyone in your pathetic, fucked up family should get really wasted, dress up like Indians, go to Gwyneth Paltrow's house, grab her scrawny ass and drag her into the street and beat her with sticks until she is nothing but an unrecognizable carcass! And then you can all take turns fucking what remains of the corpse! Then stuff it and eat it! Yummy yummy cum-filled Thanksgiving Gwyneth Paltrow! And don't forget to chop Chris Martin into little bits and make a pie out of his no-talent Radiohead-ripping-off ass! Happy Thanksgiving fuckfaces!
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Chris Martin,
Gwyneth Paltrow
SP Rampage
This dude - Mario Majorski - was shot to death by a security guard at the Scientology Celebrity Centre in Hollywood after whipping out a couple Samurai swords and waving them around like a nut. I'm guessing he had some kind of beef with the Scios? We know he wasn't a member of Anonymous - none of those mouth-breathing twats would have the guts to throw down on gun-wielding security guards. By the way, the LA police are investigating whether the security guard was licensed to have a gun. I'm shocked he didn't have some kind of laser beam or nuclear-powered annihilator. These are Scientologists. I thought they had cool stuff. I guess they keep that hidden away in a closet some place. They only whip it out when one of the big-wigs is having a party. Tom especially loves the atomic anal penetrator. Gosh, it's lucky the freak with the swords didn't hurt any Scientology celebrities at the Scientology Celebrity Centre. That would've been awful(ly hilarious).
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Mario Majorski,
Scientology,
Tom Cruise
My Clone, My Controller
Suri has begun wearing the giant glasses. Soon she will have absorbed all of Katie's traits, and then she will be Katie. But who will Katie be? Answer: All of us.
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Katie Holmes,
Suri Cruise
Kidnapper
Does Kate Hudson know Will Ferrell has her kid? Moms - would you trust Will Ferrell with your child? Dads - would you trust yourself with Kate Hudson? Green sweatpants?
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Kate Hudson,
Will Ferrell
Bad Santa
This reminds me of the night I caught Santa in bed with my mom. I heard a funny noise and went down the hall and pushed the door open and...God, the sounds. Santa's red cheeks and his giant penis suddenly lunging at me like a fencer's foil. I've had a thing for pirate movies ever since then. My mom acted really funny at breakfast the next morning. There were no cigarette butts floating in my Cheerios for once and my brother had on matching socks. We went down that afternoon to see Santa at the department store, and my mom seemed nervous the whole way. She ran four red lights. She kept humming "Silent Night" under her breath. We got to the department store but Santa wasn't there. He'd had a heart attack and been hauled away in an ambulance. His female elf was sitting in for him, but I refused to get up in her lap. My mom started talking to the elf, then suddenly slapped her. I think her name was Eileen.
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Kelly Ripa
New Rule*
The Jonases need to either start lining up alphabetically or wear nametags. Honestly - I can't even keep my socks sorted; how the fuck am I gonna remember which of these freaks is which? The one on the left pulled the dick-and-dash on Taylor Swift, right? And the one in the middle - I'm pretty sure I saw him lurking around my middle school. He was either trying to buy pot or find a new boyfriend.
(*=copyright Bill Maher)
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Jonas Brothers
Stop Kissing Up To The Hillbillies, Bitch
Nicole Kidman says she wants her daughter Friday Rhododendron to speak like a redneck when she grows up. "I hope she has a Southern accent," Kidman told the Nashville Tennesseean in an interview. And busted teeth and freaky eyes - so she can have her own Disney show. Keith needs to get working on his mullet. And I'd book the vaguely suggestive Vanity Fair photoshoot at least five years in advance. Wouldn't want Jamie Lynn Spears's kid beating you to the hillbilly jailbait finish line, would you?
Monday, November 24, 2008
They Still Have Their Memories. Or Not.
Amy Winehouse's marriage to Blake Fielder-Civil is beyond being on the rocks - it is completely over, according to Amy herself. "There’s no way back for us now," Amy said. "It was never going to last. We were only together for sex.
I fancied him like mad, like no one else I’ve ever known. But it’s not enough, is it?"
It definitely wasn't enough for Blake, who is now fucking a model named Sophie Shandorff. On the bright side - at least Amy's fans won't have to endure her endless tributes to him at concerts anymore. Actually, they won't have to endure her concerts at all because she isn't really performing anymore. She's not a musician - she's a sideshow. A manless one. Like a really drunk, tattooed Jen Aniston.
I fancied him like mad, like no one else I’ve ever known. But it’s not enough, is it?"
It definitely wasn't enough for Blake, who is now fucking a model named Sophie Shandorff. On the bright side - at least Amy's fans won't have to endure her endless tributes to him at concerts anymore. Actually, they won't have to endure her concerts at all because she isn't really performing anymore. She's not a musician - she's a sideshow. A manless one. Like a really drunk, tattooed Jen Aniston.
Just Like Daddy
Tom Cruise told Entertainment Tonight that Suri absolutely refuses to wear pants. "Kate finally got her in jeans the other day," Tom said. "We put the pants on and walk away and the pants are off and the dress is on." She wants to make herself pretty so she can find a man and get the fuck out away from you, Tom. Hello? Earth to Xenu-boy!
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Katie Holmes,
Suri Cruise,
Tom Cruise
Another Botox Casualty
Nicole Kidman at a New York screening of Australia. She has to hold her face to keep it from sliding right off. She probably tells everyone she has a headache. Which is silly because she obviously has no feeling left anywhere above her neck. The "tox" in Botox stands for "toxin," Nicole. As in toxic. As in poison. As in box-office poison - another thing you know all about.
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Nicole Kidman
Alien Pirate
Oh no - Rihanna lost her eye! She poked it out with her own dick! I told her trying to eye-fuck herself was only going to lead to injury. Oh wait - it was just a prop. What a relief.
What an awesome fog-and-light show. It's just like that KISS concert I went to 20 years ago.
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Rihanna
Leaves Of Ass
Coldplay brought their special brand of watered-down crappy music to the American Music Awards. I don't know what the leaves have to do with anything. Maybe they symbolize the audience's desire to make like a tree and leave. Maybe if I listened to the song I would understand. I wonder if Chris Martin pays attention to Gwyneth at home or just tunes her out like the rest of the world does?
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Chris Martin,
Gwyneth Paltrow
Friday, November 21, 2008
Vampires Are Freaks
This is Twilight's Robert Pattinson going in to bite Tyra Banks's neck. Tyra dared him to I guess. He's braver than I am. I wouldn't put my mouth anywhere near that stanky ho. Tyra is clearly excited though. This is the most action she's gotten in ages.
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Robert Pattinson,
Tyra Banks
All Class
Lindsay Lohan and Sam Ronson showed up for some big grand opening in Dubai. Aren't lesbians against the law there? I don't know. Apparently, Sam doesn't get the concept of formal attire. Guns 'n' Roses? Silver sneakers? That face? Lindsay looks, um...well, she's a disaster at this point. 40 miles of bad road doesn't apply anymore. The place that fits Lindsay doesn't even have roads.
This Is News?
The New York Times has a huge expose claiming Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt forced People magazine to promise them good coverage in exchange for the privilege of publishing the first pictures of their twins Knox and Vivienne. Oh, and the mag had to cough up $14 million too. People denies the charges - about the promising good coverage thing, not the money. “Like any news organization, People does purchase photos, but the magazine does not determine editorial content based on the demands of outside parties," said a spokesperson. Yeah right, People people - pull the other one, eh? Everyone knows you fuckers all get in bed with stars. It doesn't really shock us. How else you gonna get access? It's the way the game is played. But don't play it that way then expect us to buy your little innocent act. We ain't naive. You people have no ethics. Neither do I, but at least I admit it.
Freak Show's In Town
Hat But No Stache?
Jessica Biel should stop waxing her lip. Then she could get on the hat-and-stache bandwagon. I know - Justin doesn't like the way it tickles. Sucks to be him. You can't let your bitch run your life like that. If you wanna go full Billy Dee Williams, then you should just do it. Don't be going all bearded on us though Jess. You may be half-Sasquatch but that doesn't mean you have to advertise.
Sex And The Flaming Queerbag
Dear Kim Cattrall: You know that whole thing where your boyfriend won't have sex with you? Well, it's not you. I mean, it's not you personally - it's just women in general. Pretty much anything with a vagina is not up his alley. The Botox is working out great for you by the way. You're sexier than Sarah Jessica Parker at least. Then again, so is pretty much everyone.
Pick A Bitch And Run With It
What do we think of Gerard Butler and Mary-Kate Olsen? Good couple? She's hanging off him like some kind of scraggly, pasty-white monkey. I'm guessing Gerard doesn't think of Mary-Kate as girlfriend material. She's good for a fuck and to score some drugs from. Just ask Heath. Er...yeah, you know what I mean.
Ashlee Simpson No Longer Pregnant
Our long national nightmare is over - Ashlee Simpson finally had her baby. The longest pregnancy since Minnie Driver's ended Thursday night when Simpson forced 7 lb., 11 oz. Bronx Mowgli Wentz - not making that up - through her birth canal and into the cold, cold light of the world. Pete Wentz is said be hysterical with joy. Almost gay over it. Ashlee is just grateful for the drugs. Papa Joe will commence ruining the child's life as soon as he can get away from burying his face in Jessica's tits.
Phillippe May Have Knocked Up His Big-Boned Ho
Ryan Phillippe and his giant hulking Aussie girlfriend Abbie Cornish are rumored to be expecting a kid. Abbie would be the pregnant one in this case even though Phillippe is more womanish. The rumor got started in the usual way - someone saw the couple shopping for baby shit and jumped to a giant conclusion. Celeb couples never go out buying baby shit for other people you know. Phillippe already has kids by munchkin bitch Reese Witherspoon and probably some illegitimate ones floating around. He's such a horndog.
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Abbie Cornish,
Ryan Phillippe
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