Bill Murray is currently playing in the four-day Pebble Beach Pro-Am golf tournament, and I guess his caddy brought up Larger Than Life or something, because he was apparently in a real shit mood last night. So shitty, in fact, that he pulled a Sean Penn on a couple fans who tried to take his picture.
According to TMZ, Bill Murray’s phone drama happened on the rooftop lounge of a restaurant in Carmel, CA after he was done playing golf for the day. The owner of the restaurant claims there were a few fans who were sitting about ten feet away from Bill Murray and were trying to take his picture. And since it was night time, they had their flash on. This is when Bill grew tired of their bullshit, got up, grabbed their phones, and whipped them off the roof. The restaurant owner says Bill wasn’t drinking anything (uh huh), and he got out of there almost immediately after he released their phones into the air like doves at a wedding.
Not surprisingly, the cops showed up to deal with this mess, but Bill had already bailed. TMZ says police eventually tracked him down, and he’s agreed to pay for the damages to the phones. The phone owners have decided not to press any charges. Meanwhile, the owner of the restaurant has decided to ban people from taking pictures because he doesn’t want to deal with another Bill Murray moment.
Normally I wouldn’t advocate violence against phones, since they have given me so much (mobile reviews of local Taco Bells) and ask so little in return. But I cannot sanction such dark-sided evilness as taking a picture of someone with the flash on. Nobody looks good with the flash! Even Grace Kelly looks like Gollum with the flash on. So yeah, I feel you Bill Murray.
To paraphrase one of my favorite philosophers Frankie Lons: This is a Manilow down, code 10 situation!
It is a shitty, shitty week for glamour and opulence. First, the human version of a diamond lying at the bottom of a crystal flute full of champagne, Zsa Zsa Gabor, had to undergo emergency surgery after she got a lung infection caused by her feeding tube. And now, the human version of a lit up neon palm tree, Barry Manilow, is laid up in a hospital bed after he too had to have emergency surgery.
Reuters says that Barry had oral surgery on Monday and I guess he was well enough to perform, because he put on a show in Memphis, TN last night. But something went wrong with Barry and right after his show, he flew to Los Angeles to see his doctors. Barry’s rep said that he had “complications” from the oral surgery and had to go through surgery again. A few of his shows have been rescheduled, because his mouth needs time to recover enough for him to yodel out gold-covered musical notes. This note went up today on Barry’s Facebook page:
Manilow Out of Surgery
Barry is out of surgery and doing well. His Doctors report that the surgery was successful and they expect no further complications. For the next forty eight hours, Manilow has been instructed not to talk, sing, or rap.
Barry thanks everyone for their well wishes and concern.
Barry was nominated for a Grammy but he may not grace the awards show with his presence on Monday.
You know that the Fanilows have stuck ear plugs in their hearing holes and will keep them in there for the next 48 hours, because they refuse to listen to anything until their God can sing again. But really, 2016 is a demon’s asshole for messing with our glamour icons. My tia used to have a framed copy of “A Protection Prayer to Archangel Michael” hanging in her kitchen and I wish I had memorized it, because I need to say it for our other glamour icons like Joan Collins, Walter Mercado, Chantal Biya and exquisite cotton candy angel grifter Jan Crouch. Not today, 2016.
Before we get into the Mother’s Day, the latest holiday-themed movie by Garry Marshall starring a fuckload of famous people, we need to talk about that thing on Julia Roberts’ head. From what I gathered while watching the trailer for Mother’s Day (which doesn’t come out on Mother’s Day), Julia Roberts plays some kind of power bitch book author named Miranda Collins. We don’t know her backstory, but it looks like “Miranda Collins” (real name: Darlean McKringle) shops exclusively in the Jessica Simpson section of Macy’s and sold her first book by claiming she’s Jackie Collins’ long-lost cousin.
Julia is only in the trailer for about six seconds, but it’s long enough to find out she’s probably the birth mother of sad yoga girl (played by Britt Robertson), because – as Miranda tells Jennifer Aniston – she was too busy with her career instead. Um, DUH. You don’t have time for kids when you’ve got such an exquisite head of hair to look after. Styling your hair into a perfectly smooth penis-shaped bob takes time, Jennifer.
As you can see, everyone is in this. Jenny, Julie, Jason Sudeikis, Kate Hudson (I bet the reason she’s so flustered at the 1:13 mark is because her parents walked in on her taking a pussy selfie for Nick Jonas) and Timothy Olyphant.
Out of all the stories in the trailer, it doesn’t seem like there’s one that truly represents the real experience of Mother’s Day. I’m of course referring to that moment of terror when you realize you forgot to make brunch reservations and realize you’ll have to have brunch in your house. “Happy Mother’s Day! Feel free to help yourself to a mimosa. Why yes, that is leftover white wine and orange juice I bought from Starbucks. Breakfast will be served just as soon as I open this Luna Bar.”
A couple of months ago, there was a rumor that Diane Kruger’s mouth got itself a piece of Norman Reedus’ tongue at a bar in NYC while her man of 9 years Joshua Jackson was vacationing in the Philippines. People claim they saw Diane straddle Norman and practically dry hump him. There could’ve been many explanations for that. Maybe Diane and Pacey are the Will and Jada of cable actors and have an open relationship? Maybe Norman was choking on a piece of a fried cheese stick and Diane only knows how to give the Heimlich maneuver with her thighs? Maybe Diane really was wrongly passing her poon behind Joshua’s back? Who knows, but sources denied Diane got on Norman like that and said there’s nothing going on between them. Joshua’s dad also laughed it off.
Well, even though Diane Kruger looked like the undead last night, her love with Pacey is totally alive. Pacey is currently starring in the off-Broadway play Smart People and Diane came out for the opening night looking like a vampire maître d’ with the flu (“Um no, that’s slutty power lesbian.” – Jennifer Lawrence). So there you go. Totally together. And now here I go to the bathroom to look in the mirror and say to myself, “Really?” Because I’ve never had it for Pacey but seeing him looking like a hungover, overworked and frazzled accountant on April 14th did things to me. I’d let him work on my Schedule B. Let’s just pretend that made sense.
I honestly thought yesterday’s Yeezy Season 3 show would end with everyone emptying onto the floor of Madison Square Garden and pressing $100 bills into the hands of those sad-looking models while whispering “I don’t know what brought you here, but I’m sorry you had to do this. Take this – I hope this helps.” Instead, it ended with the beginning of another goddamned feud between Kanye West and Taylor Swift.
Shortly after Kanye played one of his new songs “Famous“, in which he said the words “I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex. Why? I made that bitch famous.“, during his $2000 Pantyhose Ego Spectacular, Taylor’s brother Austin got it all started by angrily throwing out his Yeezy Boost sneakers on Instagram. Which was followed by members of Taylor’s friend army, like Gigi Hadid and Ruby Rose, chiming in on Twitter. Now Kanye has hopped on Twitter to let you all know that Taylor totally gave him the thumbs-up to call her a bitch and that they might hump. In fact, according to Kanye, it was all her idea.
I’ll have the short sax. – MrsThurstonHowell
Sounds like crepe to me. – Sheena
This Year of Ass Sex poster!
Oh, how I wish that this poster was actually used somewhere, because it deserves to be seen by all eyes. Do Scientologists celebrate Chinese New Year? Because if so, this poster is perfect for them! Buzzfeed News says that a graphic designer from San Francisco named Lehu Zhang had some free time so he decided to make a poster celebrating the Year of the Monkey. He did it in about an hour, uploaded it to WeChat and didn’t think anything of it. Or so he says. It ended up on Twitter and eventually went viral for a second, because the Internet loves anal. Lehu Zhang claims that his brain is a pristine wonderland of pure innocence, because at first he didn’t see a short fat dick going into a white ass. But he eventually saw it when his friends pointed it out.
“My design style is fairly minimalist. I decided to just use some basic shapes to create a monkey face. That was my intention. I was playing around with shapes and this thing just came up.”
Uh huh… Show me a trick who looks at that poster and doesn’t see peen-in-the-booty and I’ll show you a trick who needs to spend more time with me because their mind needs to be dirtied up. Nobody’s mind should be that clean. That dick monkey got Lehu Zhang some publicity, so well played. I can’t wait to see what Lehu Zhang comes up with next Chinese New Year when it’s the Year of the Cock.
Arsenio Hall (60)
Abigail Ratchford (24)
Mike Posner (28)
Sarah Lancaster (36)
Gucci Mane (36)
Christina Ricci (36)
Jesse Spencer (37)
Aaron Sanchez (40)
Tara Strong (43)
Rob Thomas (44)
Darren Aronofsky (47)
Josh Brolin (48)
Chynna Phillips (48)
Lochlyn Munro (50)
Raphael Sbarge (52)
Ed Lover (53)
John Michael Higgins (53)
Joanna Kerns (63)
Michael McDonald (64)
Maud Adams (71)
Judy Blume (78)
Franco Zeffirelli (93)
Bravo put out the first trailer for The Real Housewives of Dallas. My first thought about the trailer was: Err, are they sure this is Dallas, Texas? Because why aren’t they wearing diamonds with jeans and a fur coat? And why isn’t their hair touching the clouds and the people around them choking on the perfume and hairspray fumes wafting off of them? Harpo, who dis Dallas, because I don’t recognize it! – Reality Tea
There’s another Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice trailer because the other 5,678 weren’t enough – Lainey Gossip
LeAnn Rimes’ ex-husband sounds whiny and really annoying. It’s surprising that those two peas in a pod didn’t work out – Celebitchy
Dakota Johnson takes dead eyes to a whole new dead level in Marie Claire – Drunken Stepfather
Why did I think that was Rob Kartrashian’s ass for a second? – The Superficial
And now for an elegant palate cleanser brought to you by the freshly bloomed iris that is Frenchy Morgan from Rock of Love 2 – WWTDD
Ashley Benson is still talking about how she’s considered a real tub-of-lard in Hollywood – IDLYITW
Please tell me these dudes are really shooting a Power Rangers gay porn parody – Towleroad
“Bitch, will you please stop talking so we can go and get DRUNK” is probably what one of my favorite drunk messes Laura Jeanne Poon is thinking in this picture – Popsugar
Brittany from Glee had another baby – Just Jared
Germany’s finest rose served up some Valentine’s Day on LSD sophistication – Hollywood Tuna
The National Enquirer is ALWAYS right and so therefore Pimp Mama Kris should be sent to Death Row for this! – Starcasm
Did Dario Argento put together the House of Cards season 4 trailer? – Pajiba
After this day I really needed some hot pieces in towels – The Berry
James Franco worked those man titties on Instagram – OMG Blog
Julianne Hough walked while holding her phone. You better keep defibrillator pads nearby because these riveting pictures may stop your heart – Popoholic
The junior high school quad fight between Kanye West and Taylor Swift started up again today at the booty hole lothario’s Yeezy season 3 show when he played a song called “Famous” from his new album. In that song (which also features RiRi and Swizz Beatz), he blows an air kiss at Tay Tay with the lyric, “I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex. Why? I made that bitch famous.”
As Taylor sat under a giant oak tree in her backyard furiously writing a Kanye diss track on a Disney Princesses notepad with an ice cream cone pen, her younger brother Austin Swift posted an Instagram video of him throwing away the ugly sneakers Kanye designed. Dude really showed him!
As an environmentalist and humanitarian, that video really pisses me off. How can his ass waste those perfectly good (but hideous as shit) sneakers? I’ll gladly take them from him and either recycle them or give them to a homeless person who could use them. Actually, giving those ugly ass things to a homeless person would be wrong and offensive. So, I’ll recycle them then and by recycle I don’t mean* “put them on eBay because I know some crazy will spend a whole lot of cash on the worn Yeezys that Tay Tay’s brother dumped in the trash after Kanye said a meanie about her.”
And if your eye rolling muscle has been feeling a little flabby lately and you’ve been meaning to work it out, this tweet from Taylor Swift’s main hanger-on Jaime King should help with you that:
I'm so sad right now & disappointed right now. I stand by my sister. Always.
— Jaime King (@Jaime_King) February 12, 2016
* Yes, I do