Every single famous bitch alive is in Ibiza right now and you can add Michelle Rodriguez and her scissor sister Zac Efron to that never-ending list. Yes, MRod, Zac Efron, Lindsay Lohan and Justin Bieber are/were in the same place together. How long before Ibiza begs the United Nations to ask all countries to drop an emergency package of coke on their shores before they completely run out and the cokeheads go crazy and burn the island down? – Lainey Gossip
Kim Kuntrashian uses Kanye’s boo’s birthday to tweet a topless picture of herself. The hole in her pantyhose that was made when she farted is a nice touch – Reality Tea
Oh, don’t mind Falkor Rimes, she’s just in her stable and is still blabbering about being a home wrecker and snatching kids up out their homes – Celebitchy
The dude who cross-dresses as celebrities almost nailed his impersonation of Miley Cyrus. That Top Ramen hair needs to be greasier and skankier – Towleroad
Jena Malone sang in her panties at a party, because that’s something to do – WWTDD
Heidi Klum models the new Zac Posen hand pasty – Drunken Stepfather
Chris Pratt flashed Amy Poehler on the set of Parks & Rec and can eyeball language experts tell me if she’s opening her eyes wide because it’s so big, or is she opening her eyes wide because she can’t believe how small it is? This is something I need to know – The Superficial
Something called a Pixie Lott is dressed like a sixth rate Eastern European figure skater from 1987 – Hollywood Tuna
Diane Kruger and Joshua Jackson look like an Urban Outfitters exploded near them and all the debris landed on their bodies – Popoholic
But is the Jesus Juice fountain included? – Jezebel
Words of wisdom from life’s greatest philosopher Samantha Jones – The Berry
The new Justin Bieber dolly looks pretty life-like – SOW
Hayden Panettiere looks so calm for a gnome whose body is full of a half-giant baby that’s probably eating her internal organs right now – Popsugar
Jada Pinkett-Smith talks about that Willow Smith picture again – ICYDK
Reason #5,567,894,578,999 on why Disney is the devil incarnate – OMG Blog
Noted bra hater Lindsay Lohan looks so fresh, clean and healthy…and I mean the opposite of that – Just Jared
There is a section of the Craigslist Personals called Missed Connections. We found this cheeky ad about an actor on the New York City site. It just expired, but we took a screen shot of it while it was live.
The ad is about a WB actor who is either gay… or just very friendly… or who offered to serve as a father figure to a wayward young man with tight buns. Take your pick.
WB Star at Crunch on 83rd Today at noon – m4m-18 (Upper West Side)
Blonde daddy actor from a WB show (just wiki’d you, ur 37) that was at Crunch on 83rd at noon today. I lost ur digits between there and home. PLEASE contact me so we can continue what we started. I remember the hotel you said you were using and will come there to hang if we don’t connect here. I remember you said you liked checking these when you travel…
So, Mr. WB Actor, did you ever connect with that 18-year-old blue-eyed boy with an athletic body and tight cheeks? (Blind Gossip)
When I looked up TV actor types who are 37 years old, I got: Tom Welling, Vilo Ventimiglia, Scott Caan, Zachary Quinto, Joe ManJello, Seann William Scott, Desmond Harrington, Ryan Kwanten, Justin Hartley, Eric Christian Olson, Dominic Monaghan and James Van Der Beek. Desmond Harrington, Justin Hartley and James Van Der Beek are all blonde (or blonde-ish) hos who have been on The WB or The CW. I’m going to guess it’s either James Van Der Beek or Justin Hartley. If it’s Justin Hartley, then I’m quitting everything, moving back to NYC and begging the Crunch on 83rd to give me a job as the men’s locker room towel gay. I don’t need to get an apartment. I’ll live in the locker room. I don’t need to buy food. I’ll eat the towels (that’s disgusting).
And if you need to see the un-pixelated ass of the 18-year-old who supposedly got picked up by a blond WB daddy, click here.
This married A+ list mostly movie actor was trying to keep his indiscretions quiet. Especially the cheating with the co-star on his latest hit movie. It turns out though she bragged about the affair to her boyfriend who dumped her and is now telling people everywhere why he did dump her. This is circling back to the A+ lister like a boomerang. (CDAN)
Boomerang = Thor = Chris Hemsworth and Jaimie Alexander?
This former A list mostly movie actress who still has A list name recognition despite not doing much in the way of consistent acting over the past decade says there was a point she was homeless because she lost all of her money after her then boyfriend who is an A+ list mostly movie actor convinced her to invest her money in a company that went bankrupt. When she complained to the boyfriend he dumped her. (CDAN)
Renee Zellweger and George Clooney, which reminds me that once we lived in a bizarre time where Squinty might’ve been doing George Clooney.
This foreign born married old former A+ list mostly movie actor who is an Academy Award winner/nominee and a permanent A lister has two Russian teenagers who he calls his nurses but are employed by the actor to perform functions that are decidedly not nurse like. (CDAN)
ALL OF THEM! All A+ millionaire movie stars probably have Russian nurses who lick their nipples while changing their diapers. But for the sake of guessing, I’ll guess Sean Connery? How very Steven Seagal of him.
Adrienne Bailon Defends Talking Shit About Rob Kardashian And Takes A Nasty Swipe At Kim Kardashian While Doing So
Earlier this week, Latina magazine released an interview they did with Rob Kardashian’s ex-girlfriend Adrienne Bailon (seen here looking like a factory second from Pimp Mama Kris’s Diskount Kim Warehouse) in which she referred to being associated with the Kardashians as “hurtful” to her career. Because she has nothing better to do, Kim Kardashian responded to Adrienne’s remarks by coming for her on Twitter. Instead of tweeting back “Calm down hooker, go take care of your kid” and calling it a day, Adrienne wrote a long-ass message and posted it to Instagram in an attempt to clarify her comments about Rob, but also to hiss hot fire back in Kim’s flammable face:
“Fame and a Career are two different things. I’ve always had a career. I have been working hard since I was 15 years old. Being someone’s “girlfriend” was never what I wanted to be famous for.
What makes you “famous” isn’t always what you want to be “labeled” as, or known for. If anyone should understand that…It should be you.
I also stated in the article that none of this would have stopped me from being in love and being in that relationship. I just would have gone about it differently. You can love someone just as much in private. We all learn from our first loves.”
Ooooh, that second line! Insert latriceroyaleshade.gif here. At first I didn’t think much of Adrienne, having fucked The Sock One and all, but now I want to send her a muffin basket filled with all blueberry crumbles (no raisin brans for that subtle shade-throwing bitch!). The library is open Kim, and your narcoleptic porn star ass just got READ. Ironically, that’s probably the first time Kim has ever been in a library.
And as much as I love Adrienne, and I really do, bitch has GOT TO STOP talking about the Kardashians! If I were in her position, I would go to my grave denying that I ever dated one of Kris Jenner’s krotch goblins.
Speaking of, here’s the Silly Putty-faced pimp herself along with her two best hookers leaving for Ibiza yesterday. Kris must have figured that if LiLo was there, it must be crawling with wealthy johns, so she packed up her highest-earning bitches. Click clack!
“Oh, look, I just found my new Twitter profile pic!” said Orlando Bloom.
As her soiled diaper lint of an ex-boyfriend Justin Bieber scraps with and throws Instagram taunts at the delicate elf Orlando Bloom, Selena Gomez proves that she’s above all that trash by going to a business meeting in L.A. in coochie-cutting denim panties. If you’re looking at Selena’s chipmunk ass cheeks and are thinking to yourself, “The hell kind of GD business meeting outfit is that?”, you need to immediately update your definition of “business meeting outfit.” I don’t go to that many business meetings, but when I do have to go to a business meeting, I always show up in serious business man shorty shorts, which explains why I’m always escorted out of the building by security.
Selena Gomez usually looks like a rejected member of the Chippettes playing dress up in her mother’s clothes, so I am shocked that she’s actually working a look I fully approve of. Selena looks like a Texas rest stop hooker whore who is hitchhiking and hooking her way through the state in hopes of getting to Las Vegas where she plans to become a dancer in a casino show but will end stripping for quarters at a drive–thru strip club in Reno (think Showgirls without the happy ending). The bruise and the ponytail (which looks like a raggedy dog’s dingle-filled tail) really elevate this look to the upper echelons of class. Selena’s jean coochie cutters is where elegance and demure meet.
Star Magazine’s cover story this week is filled with tricks who claimed they dated an A-lister and are spilling everything. The stories are one hundred percent real and they were not written by interns who are majoring in fanfiction writing. One dude claims that he went out with the least popular Lalaloopsy doll Taylor Swift and she talked about her cats the entire time and some trick claims that Leonardo DiCatchAHo’s got a Titanic-sized dick and he came after one minute. But the best totally authentic and real tidbit came from some curvy blonde who says that her twat went where the entire Internet wants to go: Ryan Gosling’s peen. The curvy blonde tells Star that she bumped wet parts with Ryan after meeting at a club. She says the sex was good, but afterward, so many emotions filled Ryan’s sensitive soul that tears poured out of his eyes. Ryan’s one of those post-cum criers. Us cold-hearted sluts avoid those the same way hair avoids Justin Bieber’s upper lip, because what are you supposed to do with a naked, crying dude with a soft peen? (“Um, use his tears as lube and ask him if he wants to go again. Duh.” – you)
Ryan’s one-night trick put it like this (via Celebitchy):
“He was the best lover I’ve ever had,” recalls a curvy blonde, who shared a night of passion with Ryan after meeting him at a nightclub. But once the lovemaking was over, things took a turn.
“I thought I heard him sniffling,” she says. “Then I realized he had tears gushing down his face. I asked if he was all right, and he said he gets emotional sometimes.”
Ryan Gosling cried, because as he sat on the edge of that bed, he realized that since he is Ryan Gosling, he’ll never ever get to experience the beautiful magic of fucking Ryan Gosling. Ryan Gosling cried for himself, because it’s physically impossible for him to look up and see Ryan Gosling’s perfectly chiseled adonis face staring back at him as Ryan Gosling does him good missionary-style. Ryan Gosling continued to weep, because he knows that science still has a long way to go before humans can be cloned, which means that he won’t be able to clone himself anytime soon. Ryan cried for himself and cried for science. You can’t blame him. You would cry too if it was physically and scientifically impossible for you to fully fuck Ryan Gosling. Let’s all cry for Ryan Gosling.
And here’s Ryan Gosling’s new wax statue at Madame Tussaud’s in London. It needs more post-cum tears.
Even though Julia Roberts is a stone-cold bitch of the highest order who could shut a trick down just by squinting in their general direction, she confessed to Matt Lauer (serving up some “sleazy dad who hits on the babysitter when he drives them home” realness, as usual) this morning on the Today show (via Radar) that she’s glad she never had to deal with the biggest bitch of all – social media. Julia says she probably would have called up her agent and yelled “I QUIT” if she had to read the mean shit people said about her on Twitter or see grainy pictures of her looking like a drunk mess at the club with Kiefer Sutherland on Instagram:
“I don’t think I’d survive. It’s just too nasty…it’s the sport of ugliness. I’d pull out of it. I wouldn’t have the stomach for it. I’m so happy that, for me, the timing of when I started off in the business and how it all worked out for me.”
I totally agree with her; social media would not have been kind to Pretty Woman-era Julia Roberts. It would totally suck. If all the social media that existed now existed in the early 90s, someone asshole would have created a Tumblr called Julia Roberts is a Basic Bitch or Julia Roberts’s giant mouth. She’d Instagram a selfie on the set of The Pelican Brief and all the comments would be like “YR HAIR IS SO FUG AND YOU R BORING”. And imagine what Twitter would have looked like when the cast of Hook was announced? There would be a million angry people tweeting shit like “@StevenSpielberg: Are you serious? Julia Roberts as Tinkerbell???? #dumb #childhoodruined #somanytears”.
And if you want to see what Julia’s “I quit this bitch” face looks like in slow-mo, here’s Julia on The Tonight Show last night playing a game called Face Balls with Jimmy Fallon. Even Jimmy Fallon’s face is like “Really? We’re throwing inflatable balls at each other’s faces now? Could we not throw together a Brian Williams rap instead?”
Larry King is older than sand and he was Spartacus‘ au pair, so you think that because he lived during the Roman Empire he’d be an expert on bisexuality, but the no-neck lizard has no idea how bisexuality works. Magnets, how do they work? Bisexuality, how does it work? While talking to Anna Paquin on his show Larry King Now, Larry asked her if she considers herself a non-practicing bi-sexual (Unimportant side note: One of my friends in high school had the thickest ass Chinese accent and she’d pronounce bi-sexual as “bi-sesh-ooh-ull”, so now I say it as “bi-sesh-ooh-ull,” because it just feels better on my tongue) since she’s married to a dude. Larry seems to think that as soon as Anna married Beeeeeeehl, her craving to puss and her attraction to ladies went dormant. Anna and Beeeehl sent her bi-sexuality to a farm where it runs around and plays with the former bi-sexualities of others and they keep meaning to visit it on the weekends, but they just haven’t found the time. Anna let Larry King know that just because she’s married to a guy and is staying true to him doesn’t mean her nipples don’t get hard for ladies anymore. Educate that lizard, Soookeh! via The Advocate
Larry: “Are you a non-practicing bisexual?”
Sookeh: “Well, I am married to my husband and we are happily monogamously married.”
Larry: “But you were bisexual?”
Sookeh: “Well, I don’t think it’s a past-tense thing.”
Sookeh: “No. Are you still straight if you are with somebody — if you were to break up with them or if they were to die, it doesn’t prevent your sexuality from existing. It doesn’t really work like that.”
Awkward IS Sookeh teaching Larry King about bi-sexuality. I watched the clip (at the 11:02 mark) and I still don’t know if Larry King got it. Sookeh should’ve broken it down in a way that Larry King understood. Sookeh should’ve told him that as a lizard, he probably really loves crickets and mango slices. He loves mango slices as much as he loves crickets. His tongue gets a boner for both of them. Let’s say that one day, Larry’s caretaker only gave him crickets and from that day on, he only got crickets for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Yes, Larry would be perfectly happy, because he loves crickets, but that doesn’t mean he’d stop thinking about or stop craving mango slices. Sookeh should’ve put it like that. On second thought, that’s a bad idea, because that would’ve given Larry the hungries and then his lizard tongue would’ve shot out of his mouth and searched her teef for any food bits.
But seriously, bless Sookeh for educating the pepaws on one’s love of peen and poon. She should continue to do good things for the world by making sure that Sookeh and Beeehl die slow, painful deaths on the finale of True Blood, because they’ve been so goddamn annoying and the audience needs some satisfaction.
Here’s Sookeh still working that Mermista hair while leaving a spa in West Hollywood the other day and leaving LAX with her husband and one of her twins a couple of weeks ago.
“Listen babe, what you see is what you get – little JB don’t get no shrinkage. It goes in looking like a pool noodle and it stays looking like a pool noodle. Next question? Yeah, you in the red with the sweet rack. Stand up sugar, let Joey B get a good look at ya.”
According to the soon-to-be released tell-all, The First Family Detail (via NY Daily News) some loose-lipped Secret Service agents have spilled the T on a bunch of higher-up Washington types, like the President and Hillary Clinton, but the best dirt is about Vice President Joe Biden. Apparently, America’s sexy septuagenarian stud muffin likes to kick back at the end of a long day by stripping out of his suit, grabbing an ice-cold brewski and floating around naked in the pool. Unfortunately, some members of the Secret Service don’t much care for seeing Joe Biden’s bare ass:
Biden is portrayed as being more interested in coming off as a “regular Joe” than being potentially responsible for the nation’s nuclear codes.
“Agents say that, whether at the vice president’s residence or at his home in Delaware, Biden has a habit of swimming in his pool nude. Female Secret Service agents find that offensive.”
I understand that seeing the flaccid wrinkled penis and saggy silver-haired balls of a 71-year-old isn’t everybody’s cup of tea, but how bad could Joe Biden’s junk be? It probably looks like a sleepy little hairless mouse nestled in a fluffy pile of cotton. I feel like the real reason they’re offended is that no one has invented time travel yet and they can’t watch this hot young version of Joe Biden go skinny dipping instead:
The last time Xtina had a baby growing in her body, she took off all her maternity panties, got her minions to roll her in a kiddie pool full of Tang and posed bump ass naked in a cover photo shoot for Marie Claire that Photoshop is still recovering from. Since Xtina is currently carrying Matt Rutler’s future blank check, she has once again taken off all her clothes while Photoshop shakes with fear over all the work that’s about to come. Because what is the point of being a knocked up famous ho if you’re not going to show off your knocked up naked body in a magazine? If you’re a knocked up famous ho and you don’t pose naked for public eyes, are you really pregnant?
Xtina tells V Magazine that before she births out the adorable ATM that will make sparkly dollar signs shine in Matt Rutler’s eyes, she wanted one of her favorite photographers Brian Bowen Smith to capture her pregnant body and she also felt like too much time has passed since she’s made Photoshop scream for mercy. In the above shot, Xtina’s trying to look like she’s gracefully covering her salad plate nipple while she airs out her armpit and bathes her body in
light bulb rays sunlight, but she’s obviously making veins in her butt lips burst by holding in a pregnant fart hard and she’s thinking about how a bitch needs to give her a chair, because she doesn’t know how much more her swole ankles can take. In another shot, Xtina’s trying to look like she’s gracefully lying on her back as her ass crack-flashing piece delicately kisses her upside/down, but it looks like her throat is throbbing from holding in an acid reflux burp. So artistic. So beautiful. So special.
Xtina said this to V about being pregnant:
“As a woman, I’m proud to embrace my body through all stages of life, staying fearless and confident in surrendering to the unknowns the future has in store.”
Translation: “I’m proud to embrace my body, but only if it’s Photoshopped to the next dimension and back. I’m also happy to give Photoshop some work. Adobe can’t put all their eggs in Mimi’s basket.”
And here’s a few more of Xtina’s pregnant naked body. Warning: PREGNANT NIPPLES AHEAD!