There’s no longer a need to go down to Michael Lohan’s room at the halfway house and collect his “WORST FATHER OF THE CENTURY” award to give to Kelsey Grammer, because apparently Frasier did call his children on Father’s Day contrary to the rumor going around. On Friday, it was reported that gold digging hero Camille Grammer was pushed to finally file for divorce after Kelsey didn’t call his kids on annual CALL YOUR FATHER DAY. In a post on his site, Kelsey says this isn’t so:
The truth is I did call my kids that evening. Frankly, I was surprised that they did not call me in the morning, but I was thousands of miles away and working that day so I didn’t give it a second thought.
I called them to see how they were doing as I do almost every night at around the same time, 11 PM my time, 8 PM their time, just before they go to bed. Mason had been upset earlier that day because she was missing me. I spoke to her for some time and reassured her that I loved her and that I would be seeing her soon.
Gossip and the rumor mill always thrive during times like these, as in the Father’s Day story. Whatever might be said, I ask that you take the ‘high road.’ I intend to do the same.
Camille and I had been discussing the possibility of a separation for some time before all this happened. She finally decided she should file. I respect her for this decision … I hope to have a great partnership with her in the raising of our children.
Kelsey also pissed on (HAHAHA he can do that and you can’t, Camille) the rumor that he’s already fucking on another piece. Kelsey wrote: “Certainly, the time will come when I do see another woman. I expect Camille to see other men. I hope people and the press will understand that we are both free to carry on with our lives.”
Now that FathersDayGate is officially closed, can we focus on more important things? No, not what Camille Grammer is going to wear during her tell-all interview with The Insider (that is important though). Can we focus on how I can’t stop humming the “Tossed Salad & Scrambled Eggs” song every time I write a Frasier post. The last face I want to picture when I think of tossed salad is Kelsey’s.