Last night in NYC, JLo had herself another 40th birthday party. Only this was supposedly a “surprise” party Skeletor put together. Nalgas, please! Where the hell did JLo think she was going when she put on that Cleopatra dress she snatched from a drag queen and that braided hair bowl that belongs in a Cinnabon counter? You know she planned that whole thing from top to bottom. I mean, only JLo’s mess ass would come up with the name “An Evening For Lola.” That is a wreck. And if JLo thinks we’re going to start calling her ass “Lola,” then she needs more people. Preferably people with prescription pads and straitjackets.
JLo tried to act all shocked when the car pulled up in front of the theater, but come on…. Bitch couldn’t even pull of a natural “surprised” look when an anaconda was trying to bite her ass! She should’ve studied the look on her twins faces whenever she makes a monthly visit to their nursery. Now that’s a real surprised look. I need to stop. It’s JLo’s birthday. So Happy Birthday, Jlo…A-FUCKING-GAIN (this is going to be a daily thing, right?)
Here’s some more pictures from last night of the every day birthday girl, Skeletor and her guests including Leah Remini (ugh), Lizaaaaaa and Ricky Martin.