This is not a photo of R. Kelly illustrating on two fingers the number of dollars he has left to his name, because he can only dream of holding that much wealth in his back pocket. R. Kelly’s financial situation is as broke as his morals and he’s reportedly got a balance of negative $13 in his bank account. Yep, lucky negative thirteen. It’s a beautiful poetic justice when vengeance is served fast and right where it hurts the most. In this case not the balls but the bank account. I think we’d all have settled for balls, but bank account will do if a swifty to the nuts isn’t possible.
The 1978 classic movie musical Grease is getting a prequel, because leaving well enough alone is not something Hollywood is interested in fucking with anymore, and for the sake of $$$ they really think we want to know why Olivia Newton-John got so hard up for John Travolta that she changed herself to be with him and later ended up chained up to radiator at Gold Base after she tried to leave him because she didn’t want to be in Scientology anymore (I’m guessing that’s what happens in the follow-up to Grease).
R. Kelly Asked The Media To Leave Him Alone Ahead Of An Appearance At A Poorly Attended Private Event
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before. It’s about this poor guy who is a victim. R. Kelly, who is currently out on bond for numerous counts of sexual abuse, took to his Instagram page last night to illicit a little compassion from the media ahead of a private party in Springfield, Illinois that he was paid in actual U.S. currency to attend. R. asked in his calmest “pretty please” voice for the media to leave him alone, but it turns out he didn’t really need to worry, because the party was pretty much a flop. I guess not that many people are willing to pay to hang out with R. Kelly these days. You don’t say.
Deadline is reporting that it’s once again time to feed a fed horse because there is yet another revival of a once-popular show coming back to television. But this is sort of a Groundhog Day of reboots because you’ve seen this rebooted once before.
On today’s episode of “Fame Whore, Please!” we have rapper and Love & Hip Hop: Atlanta cast member Yung Joc wearing a floor length blue dress direct from the Karlie Redd Cheap Thot Collection. Werq Miss Joc, WERRRRQQQ! I bet you weren’t meeting mutha fuckas in the trap wearing this shit back when you were a rapper, so what’s going on? Joc is chalking up this current cry for attention to “internet manipulation.” And there’s more.
A million years ago (in the 90’s, to be more specific), I knew a lot of teen moms growing up and none of them got paid to be on their own damn TV show. Honestly, the only checks they received came from WIC. That all changed in 2009 when MTV’s reality series Teen Mom introduced a bunch of girls with babies into our lives.
Fast forward to 2017 where one of the moms, Amber Portwood, may be following in fellow Teen Mom alum (and Dlisted patron saint of bad decision making) Farrah Abraham into the lovely world of having protein slurpees chucked into her face (AKA porn).