Gorgeous Couple Alert: Gary Busey And The Porn Iguana!

This stunning portrait that is probably giving you the vapors will finally prove that America needs a monarchy and our King and Queen needs to be Gary Busey and Courtney Stodden, because they are a couple who is dignity and grace personified! Get on your knees and bow! Actually, you’re probably already on your knees, because that picture scared the shit out of you and you’re praying to Jesus to cleanse your eyes.

While some nothing, who cares event called the Oscars was happening at some piece of trash, low-budget venue called The Dolby Theater in Hollywood, a much more illustrious and important event called the Annual Night of Zero Stars 24th Annual Night of 100 Stars happened in the Banquet Hall of a Quality Inn in Beverly Hills. The glittery jewels of Hollywood were all there. The Porn Iguana! Gary Busey! Brenda Dickson! Adrienne Maloof! And a hot piece who looks like a Siegfried Fischbacher statue made out of fried bologna!

Okay, the Porn Iguana and Gary Busey aren’t a real couple. If they were, we’d all know, because the stars would fall from the sky to be closer to them and your phone would immediately auto-correct to this picture every time you typed the word “love.” Besides, their love could never be, because her balloon tits would pop every time Gary flashed his horse-teeth-on-roids at them.

And fully take in the Porn Iguana’s “generic Barbie bought on Clearance at the 99 Cent store and left in a dirt patch in the backyard where it halfway melted and became a spider’s nest” beauty.

Pics: Pacific Coast News, Splash

Nobody Knows Heaven Like Gary Busey

Gary Busey spent 7 minutes in heaven, LITERALLY, when he temporarily died on the operating table while neurosurgeons repaired his damaged brain after a serious motorcycle accident in 1988. Since Gary’s frequent flyer miles include a trip to Heaven, he is an authority on the interior decorating style of God. (You ain’t the only one, Colton Burpo.) So when it came time to shoot a scene in Heaven for that movie where Gary played a reincarnated Pomeranian dog, he refused to act in the scene, because the Heaven set didn’t look like Heaven at all! Curtis Armstrong (aka Booger from Revenge of the Nerds) told this story when the AV Club (via Videogum) asked him what it was like working with the crazy sparkle of Hollywood:

AVC: Yeah, sorry for dragging this one up. But this was a movie where you appeared alongside Gary Busey, who plays a software tycoon who dies and is reincarnated as a dog. Busey’s such a weirdo force-of-nature that we have to ask about working with him.

CA: It was just what you’d imagine. That’s about the best way to put it. We were shooting this movie—which is a horrible movie—and he was supposed to come back from the dead. And he of course, Gary Busey, supposedly had done this—he’d been in an accident and died and came back. He showed up on a set made to look like Heaven, and he looked around and said, “I can’t play this scene.” They were three days behind at this point. But Busey said, “It’s nothing like this. I’ve been to Heaven and it doesn’t look like this. That sofa’s all wrong. That mirror is ridiculous. They don’t even have mirrors!” It was ridiculous. He was completely nuts about the design of Heaven.

But then on top of it, one of the guys playing an angel, had also died and come back. And this guy got into an argument with Busey about the way Heaven looked! The two of them wound up coming to blows and they had to send everybody home. So there you go. That’s what we were working with.

Gary Busey fighting with an actor in an angel costume about what Heaven looks like IS what Heaven looks like.

No mirrors in Heaven means no Kardashians in Heaven! Heaven truly is Heaven. But why doesn’t anyone ever come back from Hell? They’re always coming back from Heaven. Do they even have sofas in Hell? Are Hell’s sofas just giant CROCS? Do they have mirrors? If they do, does the reflection of a topless Pimp Mama Kris look back at you every time you go to style your hair with House of Dereon gel (the #1 hair gel in Hell)? Somebody please tell me if there’s mirrors in Hell, because I need to know how many bottles of Windex to bring when I’m packing for my trip to my afterlife.

Where The Hell Was Dionne Warwick Last Night?!!

Donald Trump and the producers of Celebrity Apprentice are wrong for making us sit through all 666 hours of last night’s finale without delivering at least one quote of wisdom from the bump on my log (that didn’t sound right) Dionne Atwarwithallthosehussieswick! As pretty much expected, Jabba the Trump (SPOILER ALERT) fired Marlee Matlin and burped out that John Rich was the winner of Celebrity Apprentice. How do you say “fuck this shit” in sign language? You know who would know? Dionne Warwick! But she was M.I.H.H.A. (missing in hussy hating action)!

Donald Trump never explained why the true star of the show wasn’t at the finale. Nobody brought it up! They didn’t even cut to a live stream of crusty old Dionne huffing at the lukewarm madness from the comfort of her stained La-Z-Boy in her TV room. There was no mention of the grouchy bat who gave that show life! That’s like going to a Catholic mass where the priest never brings up Jesus’ name!

When Trump asked everyone who should win, I really needed to see Grandma Dionne lower her shades and throw a coward-killing cut eye while saying, “None of these trollops! Now where’s that hot supper I was promised?” When Star Jones accused NeNe Leakes of attacking all the black females on the show, I really needed Dionne to pull a switch out of her extra-large cardigan pocket and spook the silence into both of those hyena heffahs. When Marlee, John Rich and a chorus of signing children performed a cheese-jerker of a song, I really needed Dionne to slap one of those kids on the head after thinking they were flipping her off.

Beautiful bitchy moments. That’s what Dionne is for…and sadly she wasn’t there to provide any.

Donald Trump Has Gary Busey’s Vote!

I used to think that Donald Trump was only capable of holding the position of President of M.I.A. Hairlines, but my mind is changing now that Gary Busey has announced that he will actively campaign if Trump runs for President! Fresh off his Celebrity Apprentice firing, the real life Drop Dead Fred gave his reasons for why he’s voting for Trump and ended it with one of his signature Buseyisms. Trump just needs Amanda the Receptionist’s stamp of approval and his White House (aka “The Gold and Onyx House” when Melania Trump gets done with it) dreams will definitely come true! (Cut to the Trump for President polls dropping faster than my patience whenever Gary opens his mouth.)

Besides, you have to side with a man who gives interviews to blogs in front of a bed at the La Quinta Inn & Suites. TRUMP/BUSEY 2012!

via Buzzfeed

QOTD: Niki Taylor Better Watch It

I will not disagree with anybody who says that Gary Busey is a grand master of poetry whose language skills are so advanced that only Teletubbies truly know what he’s saying (and vice versa). If NBC published the transcript of every episode of Celebrity Apprentice it would be filed into the American poetry section of your local library and that’s partly because of the trailer mix of words that come flying out of his mouth. Well, technically they hit his bumper teeth, bounce off of his tonsils and then they come flying out of his mouth.

Like at the beginning of last night’s episode, Gary shook the hand of the CEO of Camping World and said, “I know nothing’s free, but my heart to your heart is free. Did you hear that?” POETRY! So beautiful it should be etched into crack rocks. And then Gary left Ivanka Trump completely hypnotized when he dazzled her with one of his homegrown acronyms (example: FREEDOM = Facing Real Exciting Energy Developing Our Miracles). GARY (Geezer Ass Rascal Yapping) is amazing! Not only does he have the face of Fire Marshall Bill, but he spits out the fiery truth too!

With all that being said, the quote of the night belongs to Ms. Dionne Warwick! Dionne Warwick is your run of the mill grouchy old bitch who doesn’t give a fuck today and definitely won’t give a fuck tomorrow. So Dionne spent 3 hours browsing for placemats and didn’t come up with anything. She don’t give a fuck! So everybody on the team is mad that Dionne hates deaf people. She don’t give a fuck! But Dionne did give a fuck last night when she got in project manager Niki Taylor’s face and had a few suggestions for how the team should be run. It ended with Dionne blurting out the line of the night: I’VE GOT YOUR NUMBER, HUSSY!

“I’ve Got Your Number, Hussy!” should really be the name of Dionne’s comeback single. I thought “hussy” died with the plague, but Dionne brought it out of its casket and gave it new life! I swear, I just want to piss Dionne off (which isn’t hard) so she can call me a HUSSY (Harlots Undermining Sassy Sexy Yodelers).

And let’s really end this post with a BANG in the form of Detective La Toya’s trailer outfit from last night.

She looks like an Appalachian child hooker circa 1991 who is off to Las Vegas for a better life.

Gary Busey Works The Pole

How bitches aren’t rushing the stage to slip cash between the God given money clip on Gary Busey’s ass is beyond me. They didn’t even shove a dollar under his fupa? Maybe they were too mesmerized by his twerks and thrusts to move? That’s it.

You know, besides Detective La Toya’s overall being and NeNe’s pursed side-eyes at everyone, Gary Busey and his “crazed preacher preaching to the coke choir” act is the best part of Celebrity Apprentice. I don’t even know what kind of words come out of his mouth half the time, but he still makes me clap like a reality whore in a fight. Gary is a true show man and he put his skills to good use at the Celebrity Apprentice cast party in Las Vegas on Sunday night. That stripper pole is almost as big as Gary’s toothbrush, so of course he knows how to work that shit like he’s trying to start a wave of heaves. BEHOLD:

Not a dry hole was left in that bitch! Yes, most of the holes were wet with a thin layer of vom, but still!