Radar started digging a grave in the Hollywood Relationship Cemetery for Vanessa Paradis and Johnny Depp’s relationship a couple of weeks ago when they reported that V and J are no longer rubbing their greasy, dirty, cheese-covered parts on each other. (What’s really sad is that when Vanessa and Johnny rub on each other, their bodies churn out a gourmet ball of French American cheese jelly that is best enjoyed on a slice of stale bread with a glass of red table wine.) Well, People Magazine just jumped into their tractor and dug a bigger hole in VaJohnny’s grave, because they say on their cover this week that the love between Vanessa and Johnny is flatlining.
People’s sources say that Vanessa, Johnny and and their two chirruns used to live a simple family life in a small town in the South of France. You know, they’d skip around in berets all day and then spend their evenings baking baguettes on the wood burning fireplace in their 18th century chateau while reciting the works of famous French poet Pepe Le Pew. Charming shit like that. But not anymore. The family spends most of their time in L.A. now and Johnny and Vanessa are hardly ever together. People doesn’t really spit any details on their website (you have to flip through it at Barnes & Noble if you want to know more), but their source says that after 14 years, it’s all but done.
People Magazine is usually the voice of the publicist, so when they go rogue, it has to be true. This doesn’t really leave me with the sads inside. The bar on Hollywood relationships is so low that Lucifer is using it as a butt dildo, so 14 years is FOREVER in Hollywood years. It does kind of suck, though, that the image of Johnny sticking his tip into Vanessa’s ultra wide teeth gap is no longer relevant. Vanessa’s nights are so not going to be the same without hearing Johnny give her that dirty talk like, “Tell me you want me to finger that gap, pute!”