“How many licks does it take to get to the cream?” is what several thirsty, horny hos said to Colton Haynes last night. Probably.
One-time XY twink model and actor type Colton Haynes is in that San Andreas movie and at last night’s L.A. premiere, he decided to show us what it would look like if a wizard turned a pink flamingo law ornament into a junior car salesman. I’m into it. So many dudes show up to these things in the same boring ass black or blue suit. It’s about time a dude brings on the puckers by doing himself up like a Candyland pimp. But you know, The CW version of Channing Tatum is a brave bitch for wearing that around The Rock.
I mean, Colton looks like a giant piece of salmon sashimi and we all know that The Rock has to eat an extra large serving of protein every hour on the hour or one of his ten millions muscles will deflate a little. Hmmm… I just realized that if you want The Rock to eat you good, just walk by him while looking like a giant piece of salmon sashimi. On that note, I’m off to find a pink suit at Kohl’s.
The last time I wrote about Lindsay Lohan, she had only 16 days to do 115 hours of cummunity (typo and it stays) service. If she didn’t finish servicing the community by tomorrow, she’d face jail. No, really, the judge was planning to take her to a jail cell and make her face it while saying, “This is a jail cell and you’re totally going to end up in it if you don’t do your community service by the next hearing. I really mean it this time. Now, let’s go get martinis.”
TMZ says that LiLo supposedly achieved the impossible. She finished all her community service hours. Apparently, the prosector Terry White has already confirmed that LiLo completed all the hours she was supposed to complete. No word yet if she tried to pass off crap like “act in a play” and “let fans follow her around” as community service.
TMZ claims that LiLo did what millions of people do for decades and decades: she worked for 8 hours a day. She “worked” (read: showed the kids a triple feature of I Know Who Killed Me, Liz & Dick and The Canyons to show them what kind of decisions you make when you’re on the bad shit) at that children’s center in Brooklyn, an LGBT youth center and a women’s shelter. Promises Malibu better keep their Lindsay Lohan Suite vacant for her, because she’s going to need to check in and be treated for an extreme case of the tireds after working that much.
LiLo’s lawyer Shawn Holley will be in court tomorrow and is expected to prove that the freckled tornado of messiness did 125 hours of community service. If TMZ is right, LiLo will be off of probation for the first time in 7 years. Tomorrow the world may become a place where the justice system is free of Lindsay Lohan (for now). Once the judge takes a bolt cutter to LiLo’s probation shackles, I fully expect a naked Prince Hot Ginge to land crotch-first on my face as a vodka-pissing chartreuse unicorn flies out of my asshole, because we’ll obviously be living in a time when anything and everything is possible.
When vampire actress Nikki Reed and vampire actor Ian Somerhalder pressed the fast forward button on their relationship by making it legal last month, I was shocked beyond shocked that their first order of business wasn’t to run to UsWeekly or InTouch or the Glendale NOW! free weekly shopper and hustle their wedding photos for a check with a couple zeros at the end. Instead, Nikki held tight until yesterday when she released a highlight reel of their wedding to Instagram. Warning: high-levels of whimsical soft-focus romance ahead.
Many advertisers are doing what Jim Bob Duggar has never done while mating with Michelle Duggar. They’re pulling out. So far, 13+ advertisers and counting have let it be known that they’re done with buying commercial space during 19 Kids and Counting. TLC snatched 19 Kids and Counting from its schedule, but they haven’t officially dropped it in the bin marked CANCELED yet. Maybe they’re thinking it’ll all blow over (or they’re working on that rumored spin-off show). If they’re waiting it out, they better get a copy of War and Peace and have a seat in the most comfortable chair in the waiting room, because it’s going to be a while. This mess isn’t going away. Case in point: InTouch Weekly uncovered another dingle in this shitty situation.
I don’t know what made me release a dribble of scared pee more: the thought of being covered in dirty prickly pocket glitter or the fact that it was delivered BY A SCARY CLOWN. Yep, definitely the scary clown. Now if you’ll excuse me, I believe I need to change my pants.
While strolling through LAX yesterday, Jennifer Lopez lived my worst nightmare when a dude dressed as a busted Juggalo-looking clown threw a load of glitter in her face. NO! Glitter should only be used for good – never evil. Someone should teach that scary clown some glamour manners.
According to TMZ, the glitter-throwing clown is a dude named Richie the Barber and he’s the same person responsible for covering Khloe Kardashian’s ass in confetti last year. You know, you’d think a barber would know how difficult it is to comb a million particles of shit out of your hair. Rude. And it was especially rude for him to do it to JLo yesterday, because she was just trying to show off her new one-night-stand baby of Bon Jovi and Ally McBeal haircut. Double rude! So far there’s no word on whether or not JLo is going to press charges.
Besides the fact that it was beyond obnoxious, what’s throwing glitter on JLo even going to do? Her skin is 90% cosmetic-grade shimmer, so technically all he did was waste a bunch of glitter. Somewhere, the old Kesha is crying.
The extra long Holly Hobbie doll who should be charged with grand theft for stealing Annette Funicello’s wardrobe has truly mastered the art of the pap stroll. Taylor Swift always makes sure that the paps get a clear shot of her fancy purse (which she probably got free), her Beach Blanket Ass Bingo outfit (which again, she probably got for free), her designer heels (again, for free) and her hand in her pieces’ hand. I see that someone has been taking night classes at Phoebe Price’s School Of How To Make The Most Out Of A Pap Strut. My only critique is that Tay Tay really should’ve touched her stomach at one point, because that would’ve given tabloid editors the perfect picture to use for their inevitable “Tay Tay’s Having A Bay Bay” cover.
Pap Stroll Barbie and Opportunist Ken went to eat things at a restaurant in NYC last night. They’ve been dating for a couple of months or so and Calvin Harris is well on his way to getting into the Guinness Book of World Records for being her longest-lasting piece. A source type tells Life & Style that Taylor and Calvin are moving really, really fast and that marriage talk isn’t that far away. It wouldn’t surprise me if they’re already talking weddings, because I bet Taylor serves her man a heart-shaped pancake with the words “I Wuv You” written on top in strawberry maple syrup the morning after their first sleepover. The source also says that Taylor’s friends are concerned or something, because they think that Calvin has some skanky skeletons in his closet and is pretending to be the perfect boyfriend.
“Calvin’s putting on a front now. He used to date a bunch of club girls who were nothing like Taylor. If they ever came forward, it would hurt Taylor’s brand. They are getting very serious, very fast. Taylor has already introduced Calvin to her parents.”
So, Calvin Harris doing some “club girls” is going to hurt Taylor’s brand? Taylor has been on humanized chlamydia strain John Mayer. If her “brand” can survive John Mayer, it can survive ANYTHING.
Here’s Taylor throwing a smug “Yes, bitch, I’m about to get that dick” look at the cameras last night. And yes, by “dick” I mean “spotted dick,” which Taylor and Calvin made before watching a Last of the Summer Wine marathon while snuggling under a handmade Union Jack throw. It was British night at Tay Tay’s place!
I’m pretending this is the exact same “Oi, are you fooking kidding me?” look Duchess Kate shot into the sky when she found out The Queen wanted her to get her ass back to work. Yes I said sky; The Queen is omnipresent, like God or Santa, right?
Even though Duchess Kate gave birth to Baby Princess Charlotte a hot marmalade minute ago, OK says The Queen is already laying out a selection of jewel-tone coats and dresses that have already sold out from here to Uranus for her granddaughter-in-law, because it’s time to get back to waving, smiling, having nice hair, and waving. According to a “source“, The Queen wants Duchess Kate to make an appearance at her birthday parade on June 13th, and she thinks a month is a long enough maternity leave. Prince William has already gone back to work.
The last time Duchess Kate went on mat leave, she checked out for 39 days, so I’m sure The Queen has already gotten a crippling finger sprain from the amount of time she’s done that obnoxious “Time’s a ticking!” pointing-at-a-pretend-watch-on-your wrist hand motion. Gawd Duchess Kate, why are you being so lazy? Let Baby Prince George take care of his little sister, and get back to work! What’s that? You’re still sore from pushing out a spare? Suck it up buttercup, the corgis need a new ruby-studded dog ramp and that shit don’t come cheap.
By the way, if someone could explain to me how Royal ‘work’ works, that would be great, because I clearly have no idea.
As if it wasn’t painfully obvious by Julianna Margulies’ “Sorry, where am I supposed to be looking?” eyes, Archie Panjabi – aka the person who appears to be sitting beside her at that bar, who also has no idea where the fuck her eye line is – recently spoke about her final scene on The Good Wife and kind-of admitted that, yeah, they definitely didn’t film it together.
I’ve only seen a couple episodes of The Good Wife by accident, thanks to a remote with dying batteries combined with being too lazy to get off the couch and watch something else, but I didn’t have to see the finale last week to know it was a mess. Right away, people started whispering that it looked like Julianne and Archie pulled a green screen switcheroo for and shot their scenes on different days using stand-ins and some cut-and-paste technology. And that would make sense, since there have been rumors going around since Jesus times that those two can’t stand to be in the same room together. On Tuesday, UsWeekly cornered Archie at the premiere of San Andreas and asked her if her final scene with Julianna was bogus, and she burped up this vague answer:
“You know, I can’t answer that. It’s not fair for me to answer those decisions. As much as I want to. But those decisions are made by the producers. I’m not privy to those decisions. All I do know is I’m very grateful to the Kings for making the decision to cast me.”
That’s a lot of words to say “Was it that obvious I was saying my lines to bag of craft service table Cheetos in a wig?”
Damn, you know you truly hate someone if you can’t even pretend to drink tequila with them for the sake of collecting a check. Since it was Archie’s last show ever, does that mean they also had two going away parties that they spliced together afterwards? “Don’t touch the cake! We need that for the second group shot.”
Here’s Archie Panjabi at the premiere of San Andreas wearing some ‘bank manager on top, Game of Thrones on the bottom’ couture:
I’ve posted about Ride or Die bitches before, but here’s a Jump or Die bitch who is so hooked on his human’s love that he soared to new heights (Warning: That may or may not be the last stupid pun I make in this post. You’ve been warned.) to be with him. Meet Paddy, a 4-year-old devoted dog friend, and Thomas McCormack, the human he can’t be without. Thomas from Croy, North Lanarkshire in Scotland tells The Guardian that a quick second after he sat down on the train to begin his commute to work, Paddy strolled on in and took the seat next to him. Thomas was shocked. I would’ve been shocked and exploding with happiness at the same time. First comes my dog learning how to commute to work, next comes my dog learning how to do actual work. Once he figures that out, he can earn our kibble and I can spend the day sleeping and licking my own ass. (“Um, you already do that. It’s called ‘the crap you post on Dlisted.'” – you)
Thomas’ yard is fenced in, so he couldn’t figure out how Paddy got out. Thomas’ neighbors later told him that they watched Paddy use the trampoline to get over the fence. Paddy and Thomas reenacted the thrilling scene in the video below. Yes, it’s perfectly natural to sing the chorus from “Jump” while watching this:
I was going to point at Paddy and laugh while saying, “HA! HA! Look at the pussy whipped human’s boy,” but I am not the one to talk. In the 6th grade, I went on a camping trip with my class for a week. About a day into the trip, I started missing my mommy in a serious way and pretended to be sick hoping that my teacher would call my mom to tell her to pick me up. I know, I was way too old for that shit. They told me to take a nap and said they would call my mom if I didn’t feel better. I made a miraculous recovery about an hour later when I learned that we were having fried chicken, tater tots and cherry pie for dinner that night. So I cannot judge Paddy. And yes, I still pull that “I got the sicks so please call my mommy” trick today and yes, I pulled it at a party last week.
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