What blonde actress spent all of the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part One premiere last night trying unsuccessfully to hit on Rupert Grint? Our behind the scenes gossip wonders if perhaps the actress was trying to make herself feel better after recently losing out on a coveted movie role. (The Gloss via Blind Gossip)
I couldn’t find any pictures of Blake Lively at the HP premiere last night, but obviously she’s close to the death eaters (see proof above) so I’ll guess her. Blake obviously knows that nothing soothes disappointment like warming your genitals on a ginge.
This new romance is based less on love then good old financial convenience. Our athlete was tired of paying by the hour or day so decided to pay this celebrity by the month. Both are very happy. (CDAN)
Pimp Master Kris Kardashian is off the hook with this one, because I’m going to guess either Shaq and Hoopz from Flavor of Love or Michael Phelps and Britt”someone ate the e“ny Gastineau?
This B- list television actor from a very hit network crime show recently had a birthday. He took advantage of the whole having a party in a Las Vegas club and getting paid. Well, part of the deal was that our actor wanted some strippers for some private lap dances. The club set it up but did not tell them women who they would be dancing for. They probably should have so that way our actor would not have had to see his sister coming in to give him a lap dance. (CDAN)
I have no clue, but what the hell kind of brother doesn’t know his own sister’s profession? Hopefully, he put a few extra bills in her g-string for not knowing that shit!
Everybody loves this actress with the famous name. That’s why we’re sorry to report that she has a really big problem. Although she has been through rehab, she thinks she is mature enough now to drink in moderation. Wrong. According to some folks on the set of her new film, she has been getting falling-down drunk every night for the past few weeks. One especially bizarre episode last week started out with her drinking and begging the bartender repeatedly for a tuna sandwich to share with her “baby”. Every few minutes, she would lean over the bar, slurring her words. “Do you know my baby, baby, baby? Do you have some tuna fish for my baby, baby?” Turns out that her “baby” is her dog. She got so drunk that she wound up on the floor of the hotel bar, a bucket between her knees as she vomited. Gross. (Blind Gossip)
Forget the swan diving off the wagon thing, what concerns me is that she’s giving her dog tuna sandwiches! My dog’s doggy brain doctor told me that sometimes when dogs or cats eat too much of the wrong kind of fish, it messes with their brains and gives them seizures. So homegirl should ask the bartender for a chicken salad sangwich for her baby next time!