Stacy Keibler was supposed to be glued to George Clooney’s arm at last night’s White House Correspondents’ Dinner, but I guess negotiations between their lawyers to extend her escort contract past awards season broke down, because the three things missing last night were her 50 foot-long legs and her plastered on fake smile. George came SANS an escort, but who needs a cocktail waitress or lady wrestler or Italian cokehead as a date when you’ve got Barbara Walters? Barbara was so excited to be squeezed up against George Clooney that her old lady juices overflowed up into her face and coagulated into a Juvederm-like substance. That isn’t plastic in Barbara’s cheeks. That’s an orgasm!
George mostly spent his night charming ladies, having intimate moments with wine bottles and showing us what he would do if he was ever left alone in a room with his second holemate (after Brad Pitt): Michael Fassbender’s peen.
And in case you missed it, here’s the White House Correspondents’ Dinner’s prom king, President Obama, doing some stand-up comedy shit at last night’s party (click here to see Jimmy Kimmel’s act):
And here’s even more pictures of even more hos at last night’s dinner: Babs,George, Michelle Obama, President Obama, Jimmy Kimmel, Reese Witherspoon, Elizabeth Banks, Paul Rudd, Sofia Vergara, Uggie with Diane Sawyer, Aziz Ansari and Callistabot with Newt. And if you’re thinking to yourself, “But Michael, was so and so there?” The answer is YES. YES, because everybody was fucking there. Everybody!