Panty Creamer Of The Day: Matt Boner is hot, wet and topless in Hawaii. Just try to ignore the “squeezing out a fart” facial expression that he’s making, unless your sick, nasty, disgusting, not right ass is into that sort of thing – Lainey Gossip
Kim Richards took a break from drying out in rehab to stare at some ugly bridesmaids dresses at her daughter’s second wedding in Mexico – Reality Tea
RUN, RICK FOX, RUUUUUUUUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN! – Celebitchy
Nothing ruins a children’s birthday party like the Spiderman you hired almost dying – Drunken Stepfather
What in Rhoda Going To Studio 54 HELL is Kendull Jenner wearing? – Popoholic
The Olsens broke John Stamos’ heart, but he should look on the bright side. At least they didn’t eat his soul, which is probably what they wanted to do after he called them out – Jezebel
Ali Larter is in a bikini top if that’s what you’ve been hoping to see today – Hollywood Tuna
Vancouver has invented the food of the stoner gods – OMG Blog
The look on the lady in the blue says everything I want to say about Sienna Miller’s dress – Popsugar
The Difficult Brown showed the world that he’s still an anal wart of rage by threatening to beat Tyson Beckford’s child over some dumb picture – Just Jared
QUICK! Get Detective La Toya on the case – HuffPo
Pamela Anderson got naked for PETA (again) and made the same face she probably made when Tommy Lee went balls deep the first time – IDLYITW
In “Just Because You Can Doesn’t Mean You Should” news, Justin Bieber yodeled out Boyz II Men’s “I’ll Make Love To You” at a club. That clip is totally going to be Usher’s new ringtone – SOW
Tomorrowland, which cost $280 million to market and make, did “meh” business at the box office in the US this weekend. It only brought in $40.7 million in the US and another $26.7 million in other countries. Disney was hoping for a lot more and Mickey Mouse is probably putting on his dom gear right now, because he’s going to paddle the hell out of George’s nalgas when he sees him. Tomorrowland is getting ready to open in Asia and so George is over there selling it.
At the Tokyo premiere today, George brought out his biggest PR weapon, his wife Amal Clooney who took a day off of work for this shit. As far as I know, George didn’t drool out yet another stream of praise about the love of his life at today’s premiere. I’m surprised he didn’t really go for it by singing Chicago’s “You’re The Inspiration” to her as dancers in cherub costumes twirled around them and threw heart-shaped glitter confetti at their heads. He’s probably saving that for the Hong Kong premiere.
Here’s more pictures of George and Amal wearing a golden shower of a gown that must be made of some serious industrial-strength satin, because I’m surprised her sharp ass hip bones didn’t cut right through that shit. You know, today is slower than a Kardashian’s thought process, but I can still say that I accomplished a whole lot. I mean, I spent a good 90 seconds staring at the first picture in the gallery below, because I wasn’t sure if that dress is making her look like she’s got a bulge, camel toe or a little of both.
Put on your (whatever you were wearing in 2011) and pop a bottle of (whatever you were drinking in 2011) and let’s go back to a time when receiving a text containing the divorce papers emoji followed by the sad face emoji from your legal piece of a year was still something that justified you never speaking to their rude asses again. “Ah, t’was a much more formal time” thought everyone who at this moment is quitting their latest Tinder piece by tagging them in a picture of a trash can on Instagram.
During an interview with the Daily Telegraph (via UsWeekly), perpetual moody teenage girl cosplayer Katy Perry admitted that she hasn’t said shit to Russell Brand since he quit their marriage via text message three and a half years ago. And it’s not like Russell Brand is desperately trying, like “Oi mate, give us a ring? We miss you“; according to Katy, he doesn’t want to talk to her either.
“He hasn’t spoken to me since he texted me saying he was filing for divorce. I don’t want to talk about him — my songs will say what I need to say.”
She also went on to say that she still has the cat they adopted together, but she has since changed her name from Rusty (a combination of Russell and Katy) to Monkey.
But of course Russell hasn’t contacted Katy; he’s been too busy writing nightmare-making children’s books and being the Erin Brockovich of east London housing (I don’t know if that made any damn sense). I’m sure it would be a whole other story if Russell Brand was unemployed. Trust me on this one, her phone would be blowing up with texts that start with “U up? U want to talk? I miss u” and end with “No srsl girl, u up? I am – WINK!” if he didn’t have a job. Although something tells me she’s used to getting texts like that every time she calls it quits with John Mayer.
UPDATE: Katy Perry swatted at the Daily Telegraph on Twitter for reusing quotes she gave them three years ago. Okay, but has she spoken to Russell Brand lately or not?!?
After Josh Duggar’s child touching ways were exposed, he dribbled out a nauseating statement where he said he said that he prayed the pedo away and was really sorry for molesting five girls (four of which are his sisters). Well, he’s so sorry that not long after he “repented” for his sins, he mouth farted up an incest joke.
Somebody pulled out an old clip from a 2008 episode of 19 ATMS and Counting (which was 17 ATMS and Counting back then) where a 20-year-old Josh said that he wanted to take his then courtin’ partner Anna on a date and his sister Jinger (Side note: I still CAN’T with the name “Jinger.”) was supposed to be their chaperone. But since they were going to see an R-rated movie, Jinger couldn’t go and his other siblings Jana and John David Duggar went instead. Josh joked that it was a double-date and then laughed while saying, “We are from Arkansas!” CAUTION: Heave-inducing material ahead.
That hoarse cackle you hear is Bill Cosby laughing at Josh’s hilarious joke.
It’s not surprising that this mound of gross would joke about some sick shit he actually did, but it is surprising that the Duggar kids are allowed to see 18+ rated movies. I thought Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar told their kids that their souls will liquefy and become Lucifer’s laundry detergent if their pristine eyes are exposed to anything that isn’t rated G (for GODLY).
In other Duggar news, People (who used to be firmly on Team Duggar and jumped off of that ship real quick) posted a history of the Josh Duggar molestation stories going back 8 years. Gawker also posted a terrifying piece about the fundamentalist brand of Christianity that the Duggars belong to. And lastly (although, I’m sure 500 more Duggar posts will pop up on the Internet as soon as I hit the publish button), the judge who made the call to destroy Josh Duggar’s police report was twice appointed by #1 Duggar fangirl Mike Huckabee.
And if a friend throws you looks of judgement today as you eyeball an entire bottle of vodka at a Memorial Day BBQ, just stop for a second and say, “I read another Duggar post today.” They’ll probably grab another bottle of vodka and help you out by pouring it in your other eye socket.
If the recent-ish press tour for Avengers: Age of Ultron has taught us anything, it’s that sometimes stupid word-based shit falls from the mouths of famous types. So in anticipation of becoming the newest inductee into the “I wish I hadn’t said that” club, America’s current sweetheart Chris Pratt has gone ahead and pre-apologized for all of the dumb stuff he’ll probably end up saying during the upcoming press tour for Jurassic World. Well, at least he’s thinking ahead.
The former #2 spot on my Snuggly Pillow Bodies I Would list (he’s since moved to the #4 spot on my Buff DILFs list) threw up a pre-apology letter on Facebook this weekend that should cover any and all verbal farts he rips during interviews about that dinosaur movie. For instance, let’s say he refers to one of the CGI velociraptors in Jurassic World as a sloppy creep-armed skank – well, he’s already sorry about it!
Orbitz, the gummy balls-filled fruit drink from the 90s that was gone way before its time, got the HSOTD stamp all the way back in the ancient times known as 2009, but I’m making it HSOTD again for 2 very good reasons:
1. Today is Memorial Day in the US and after we honor the fallen soldiers by buying a 25% off mattress and yelling at hos on FB who wish us a “Happy” Memorial Day, it would be nice to lounge in the backyard next to a plunge tub (aka a plastic trash can full of water) and get drunk on Orbitz-tinis. But we can’t get drunk on Orbitz-tinis, because the drink of the future that looked like an STD under a microscope went away shortly after it came out in 1994. Which leads me to…
2. Since Clearly Canadian and New York Seltzer are making their long-awaited return to our throats, Orbitz should too. Apparently, Cleary Canadian, who made Orbitz, said in 2013 that they were going to squirt out a small batch of Orbitz for us 90s hos who can’t let go and don’t want to spend $41 for a vintage bottle on eBay. But Clearly Canadian played with our emotions and left us dry, because they lied. They never gave us that limited-edition batch they promised us.
The truth is, Orbitz was pretty disgusting and that says a lot coming from a nasty gutter tramp who’s had some ultra disgusting things in his mouth before. I remember it tasting like medicine, and those intergalactic gelatin ball things were the consistency of tonsil stones. But still, they should bring it back for those of us who are thirsty for nostalgia and want to guzzle down a gross drink that answered the question, “What would it taste like if a martian busted a chunky jizz load into a bottle full of fruit-flavored Purell?”
BRING BACK ORBITZ!
Terra Jole (35)
Aly Raisman (21)
Neon Hitch (29)
Joe King (35)
Cillian Murphy (39)
Ethan Suplee (39)
Molly Sims (42)
Lindsay and Sidney Greenbush (45)
Jamie Kennedy (45)
Octavia Spencer (45)
Anne Heche (46)
Stacy London (46)
Mike Myers (52)
Connie Sellecca (60)
Eve Ensler (62)
Jacki Weaver (68)
Frank Oz (71)
Leslie Uggams (72)
Ian McKellen (76)
I see that shady horse throwing a look at me that clearly says: “Haaaay, bitch, your man is riding my back and yes he’s letting out an O face while doing so. Seethe, slut, seethe!”
After meeting his future drinking partner Baby Princess Charlotte for the first time, Prince Hot Ginge competed for the The Jerudong Trophy during a charity polo match in Gloucester, England today. His team lost, but the real winner of the day was for me for getting these glorious pictures of PHG in tight white pants.
You know, some people say that polo is a cruel sport and should be banned, because the horses didn’t ask for this. I don’t think polo should be banned, but they should definitely make some major changes. They should replace the horses with willing humans. Also, as much as I love those ginger ball-hugging tight pants, they should be banned too, because they suffocate ballsacks and that’s not right to ballsacks. (Just go with it.) The players should have to go bottomless while playing. Everybody wins! And even though I’m about as athletic as a wet cotton ball and won’t gallop toward the wood ball, because I’ll be too busy screaming, “Poke me harder if you want me to go,” I volunteer to be PHG’s polo human. Somebody has to!
I figured that if I’m going to post about another messy court battle, I might as well give you some man nipples. Just try to ignore the fact that those man nipples are attached to a smegma-covered dildo. Oh fuck it, just salivate over that Corona instead.
Entertainment Tonight says that on Friday, Superior Court Judge Lawrence Cho declared that Sofia Vergara’s ex-fiancé Nick Loeb can file an amended lawsuit against her ass in his battle for sole custody of the frozen embryos they made when they were still together. The revised lawsuit will include a claim that Sofia breached an oral agreement (which is my favorite kind of agreement behind an anal agreement) to bring the embryos to full term using a surrogate. Sofia was against the amendment lawsuit, because duh, she wants this fucked-up situation to be over. Sofia’s lawyer argued that Nick is just doing this for attention and is trying to get back at Sofia. Sofia’s lawyer also said that she and Nick signed a consent form that states they both have to agree before anything is done with the embryos. But the judge sided with Nick.
Nick’s lawyer echoed what he said in that New York Times op-ed piece and to the Today show. Nick believes those embryos are his daughters and he doesn’t want to destroy them or do what Sofia wants, which is to let them stay in a freezer forever.
When Nick first filed the complaint against Sofia in 2014, he filed as a John Doe and called her Jane Doe. Since everybody knows about this wreck of a situation now, he will file the amended lawsuit using their real names. Once he refiles, his lawyer and Sofia’s lawyer will go back to court for some legal custody embryo fight fun!
Nick is a crazy bitch with lots of money and lots of time, so I’m sure he’ll drag this out until it can’t be dragged out anymore. Sofia Vergara’s pussy game must be serious, because she’s got hos so wound up that they’re trying to keep her in their lives by taking her to court over embryos. Sofia’s lawyer should argue that Nick shouldn’t get sole custody of their embryos, because if those two embryos become babies, he’ll probably name them Onion and Crunch and that’s not only wrong, but it’s child abuse.
Anne Meara, actress, writer, comedian and Ben Stiller’s mom, died today. She is now holding hands with the A Beautiful Mind math genius as they make their way up to heaven. Anne was 85 years old.
Anne’s husband of 61 years (which is 5,678,998 in Hollywood marriage years) Jerry Stiller and Ben Stiller confirmed her death to the Associated Press. They said that she had died of natural causes.
Anne Meara married Jerry Stiller in 1954 and after they performed in the improv group that would later become Second City, they formed the comedy duo of Stiller and Meara in the 60s. Stiller and Meara were on The Ed Sullivan Show and the starred in a 5-minute long short comedy program that ran right after Saturday Night Live in the 70s. They also did radio ads for Blue Nun Wine together. When the whole variety show game started to disappear, Anne and Jerry did their own thing professionally. Anne started acting in TV shows and movies and over the course of her career she was in everything from Rhoda to Archie Bunker’s Place to her own show Kate McShane to The King of Queens to Reality Bites to Zoolander, etc… etc.. Children of the 80s probably know her as the grandma in ALF and Sex and the City watchers known her as Steve’s mom.
A rep for her family released this statement:
“Anne’s memory lives on in the hearts of daughter Amy, son Ben, her grandchildren, her extended family and friends, and the millions she entertained as an actress, writer and comedienne.”
Rest in peace, Anne. If I had a bottle of Blue Nun Wine, I’d pour some out for you right now.