It’s hard to believe, but the British Monarchy didn’t order all of the vaginas in the world to shut and not allow any babies through until Duchess Kate pushed out the future King of England. Other women actually had babies including Penelope Cruz who birthed out her second kid, a daughter, in Madrid yesterday. Insert your own “Spain and England will finally forget their war from a million years ago when the Prince of England marries the unofficial Princess of Spain” comment here.
Penelope and Javier Bardem’s reps didn’t say much to People. We don’t know her name or HIGHLY IMPORTANT details like how much she weighs. We only know that Penelope and Javier have a daughter and their 2-year-old son Leonardo has a sister. Here’s the story from HOLA! Magazine and I’m only posting it because it has a ton of accent marks and my posts desperately need more accent marks in them:
Penélope Cruz y Javier Bardem han sido padres de nuevo, y de una niña. La actriz española ingresó ayer en el hospital Ruber Internacional para dar a luz. Tras meses de espera, Penélope Cruz ha cumplido su sueño y ya tiene a su hija entre sus brazos, que se llevará dos años y medio con su hermano, Leo, y algo más de dos meses con su prima Antonella, la hija de Mónica Cruz. La actriz, tal y como era su deseo, ha estado rodeada del cariño de los suyos. Su marido, Javier Bardem, no se ha separado de su lado y sus padres, Eduardo y Encarna, y sus hermanos, Mónica y Eduardo Cruz, han compartido los nervios y la alegría del nacimiento.
Sin duda la luna llena del 22 de julio influyó en los dos nacimientos más esperados del momento. La duquesa de Cambridge dio a luz a su primer hijo, un varón, a las 16:24 de la tarde, y Penélope Cruz, horas más tarde a una niña, que hará las delicias de sus oscarizados papás y de su hermano Leo.
Since Dennis Farina floated off to heaven yesterday, I’m hoping that his soul was transferred to either Penelope’s baby or the new Baby Prince of Cambridge. We’ll know for sure if that happened if one of those babies’ first words are, “Who the fuck are you?”
On the left is Javier Bardem in the teaser trailer for The Counselor and on the right is the Ancient Aliens meme guy. Thanks to ten cans of pink AquaNet, a blow dryer set to high and possibly a taser gun, Javier Bardem TRIES IT, but his hair just can’t beat the hair on the head of the Ancient Aliens meme guy. Because the Ancient Aliens meme guy’s hair just isn’t hair. It’s a hairy satellite that communicates with aliens from the ancient world. So he wins!
Anyway, below is the trailer for Ridley Scott’s The Counselor, which is about a lawyer (Michael Fassbender) who gets into the drug selling business with two drug lords (Javier Bardem and Cameron Diaz), because he wants to give his girlfriend (Penelope Cruz) a fancier life. That is just crazy. Who in the hell starts selling drugs to give their piece a fancier life? Any reasonable ho would just get into the pyramid scheme game. (Side note: Remember that pyramid scheme where you’d get a list of 20 names and addresses and you’d have to send a $1 to each of them. If you did that, you’d get on the next list and a bunch of people would send a $1 to you. You were supposed to make thousands of thousands of dollars from it. Remember that scheme? I wonder who was dumb enough to fall for that shit? I totally fell for it.) Here’s the trailer:
Javier Bardem’s hair, the grease stuck to Brad Pitt’s locks and those cheetahs (cheetahs are such fame whores) probably think they’re the stars of this movie, but they’re wrong. The true star is Cameron Diaz. I skimmed through a review of the script (I know, I really have no life) and read that Cameron plays Malkina, Javier Bardem’s sociopathic and horny partner who is a computer genius and is obsessed with cheetahs and cars. Apparently, she’s really REALLY into cars and has even fucked one. So those of you haters who have said in the past, “The only way Cameron Diaz is going to get an Oscar nomination is if screws a car on camera,” can eat it, because she’s finally doing it. Pour some Turtle Wax on that car hood and get that Oscar, bitch!
I know that what you really needed today was a video of come-to-life subway seat stain Ke$hit pissing into a cut off plastic water bottle before drinking it. On last night’s Ke$ha: My Crazy Life, a co-production between the CDC and MTV, Ke$hit’s friend tells her that drinking your own pee pee is supposed to be good for you, so she decides to do it.
You know, I call SHE-NAN-AH-GANS! I contacted someone at the CDC (no, I didn’t) and they told me (no, they didn’t) that Ke$ha’s pee is the color of battery acid, smoke wafts off of it and when she pees, you can hear the high-pitched screeches from her crotch crabs as they get burned alive. That’s not her piss. That’s obviously Crystal Light lemonade. You so not edgy, Ke$hit.
The number one question asked at the Billboard Music Awards tonight was, “Why does it smell like a spoiled chunk of gouda marinating in a dirty diaper on top of a subway platform in the middle of August?” And that’s because Ke$hit showed up with her ass hanging out.
The Garbage Pail Kids’ favorite pin-up ho actually looks like she was just deflead at the groomers. Yes, that skin-colored lipstick gave her abortion face and her ass cheeks are hanging out (which is a health department violation, I’m sure), but she actually looks clean-ish her. Bitch looks like a male Russian gymnast on estrogen going to a funeral and that IS the look.
And here’s some other tricks and tramps at the Billboard Music Awards tonight. In order after Ke$hit: Hell’s favorite couple, Hell’s second favorite couple, a broke down Harley Quinn, a block of Top Ramen at the ho shit prom, Psy, Justin Bieber’s former au pair (wearing a dress accessorized with glow sticks and bendy rubber rollers), Shania Twain, Taylor Swift, an Amish robot and something called a Z LaLa.
The Rolling Stones performed a secret show at the 650-capacity Echoplex in the Echo Park neighborhood of L.A. last night and it brought out Johnny Depp, Amber Heard, Bruce Willis, James Woods, Gwen Stefani, Ke$hit and the Olsen Trolls. Everybody is talking about how Amber and Johnny held hands at the show, but that’s what hos do when they’re doing each other full-time. They hold hands in public places. Well, unless you’re doing me full-time and then you only agree to meet me at night, in a Denny’s far from your apartment where nobody knows you and the waitress won’t give a shit that you’re sharing french fries and chocolate pie with me. But yeah, Amber and Johnny eat each other’s butts all the time, so it’s not surprising that they’re holding hands.
But what everybody should be talking about is how the Olsen Trolls showed up looking like twin be-weaved Gollums on heroin. When you make Ke$hit look like a crystal clear dew drop sitting on top of the petal of a freshly bloomed wild flower on the peak of a mountain top that has never been visited by man, maybe it’s time to take a shower or at least let a bitch hose you down on the driveway.
Who knew that Doogie Howser was a gusher? If your eyes woke up this morning with a craving for a picture of Neil Patrick Harris and Sandra Bullock making terrifying O faces as a geyser of slimy goo shoots into the air, here you go, you sucio perv.
Usually when Kristen Stewart’s hands are covered in slime, it’s because she ran them through her hair. But yesterday, KStew got covered in Slimer’s butt drool after she hugged Sandra Bullock and Neil Patrick Harris while accepting her award for Favorite Movie Actress at the Nickelodeon Kids’ Choice Awards in L.A. Yeah, the kids chose her as their favorite movie actress. This is why kids should never get a vote. And the Earth tipped a little to the side yesterday, because KStew gave her usual bitchface the day off and actually cracked a few smiles during the show. Nickelodeon must have stuffed the bongs in her dressing room with some serious good shit. Either that or that green’s slime got some THC in it.
Here’s a few more pictures from yesterday’s KCAs. In order: Sandra Bullock, KStew and NPH (looking like Goop’s colonic machine exploded all over them), Katy Perry, Selena Gomez, a greasy and knocked up Fergie Ferg, Ke$hit channeling Dumb and Dumber with her brother, a domesticated Sasquatch, Dog Chapman with Beth Chapman and the Smith kids.
And here’s something that’ll make you wish you were watching Madonna suck off a water bottle instead.
The health department PSA disguised as a docuseries called Ke$ha: My Crazy Beautiful Life airs in April and MTV is promoting it by rolling out heave-worthy clips like the one above. We already know that Ke$hit sips from a cup full of her own bladder whiskey in her docuseries and now here’s a clip of here giving a cannoli a half-assed blow job. Blowing a cannoli isn’t the grossest part. Ke$ha just had to share the cannoli cream with her friends by feeding it to them Alicia Silverstone-style.
I’ve seen a lot of snowball scenes, but this is the most disgusting snowball scene I’ve ever seen. Well, I guess if Ke$hit insists on giving you her mouth diseases, you might as well get a little sweet cream out of it.
Most of what comes out of Ke$ha’s mouth can be found inside of the busiest Port-A-Potty at the Gathering of the Juggalos, so it’s not surprising to hear what goes in her mouth.
Because Ke$hit and Beyonce are are practically the same person and artist, she also had a visual director (aka her younger brother) follow her around with a camera for the past two years. Ke$hit used that footage to make a documentary that should premiere on Consumption Junction or on public access at 3am on a Tuesday, but it’s showing on MTV this April instead. In Ke$hit’s documentary called My Crazy Beautiful Life, she golden showers herself and admits that people always tell her that she smells like the crusty spot on a homeless man’s panties. Ke$hit explained it all to BBC Radio 1 (via TNZH via ONTD):
On how she pulled a Bear Grylls: “I was told drinking my own pee was good, I was trying to be healthy … Somebody tried to take my pee away from me and I said, ‘That is mine!’ So I snatched it up and took a chug and it was really gross so I don’t do it anymore.”
On how she smells like dumpster syrup: “My fans are amazing to me but usually the people around me say, ‘You’re disgusting!’ or, ‘Put your pants on!’ or ‘You’re late!’ Or they say, ‘You smell weird, what’s that smell?’ I smell like a hobo. One time, someone told me I smelt like a shrimp on a diaper. I thought I could make a fragrance that was little like a shrimp on a Faberge diaper but I don’t know if people want to smell like that.”
On her obsession with glitter: “I have a bathtub; when I go on tour I bring a bathtub and I have a glitter roadie. His only job is to deal with the glitter and his job is to lather baby oil all over my body. Then I roll around in it and have to sit there until the baby oil dries. When I go to the bathroom you can follow the trail of glitter and tell which stall I peed in. I leave it all over the men I make out with.”
Ke$hit reminds me of this gross kid in the 2nd grade who would eat his mocos and cough loogies into his hand for attention. (No, the gross kid wasn’t me, but that’s a valid question). Yes, Ke$hit calling anything gross is some pot kettle shit, but this isn’t shocking at all. It would shock me more if Ke$hit said that she filled her mouth with Listerine. Of course she’s swallowed a shot of her own piss.
Ke$hit needs to come grosser, because Bear Grylls, Carrie from Strange Addiction, millions of hippies and Bam Margera did it first. Speaking of Bam, if you put a gutter water-drenched wig on top of his head, wouldn’t he look like Ke$hit a little? Has anyone seen them in the same room together? Has anyone ever seen them drink from the same urinal? Hmmm….
Because of the tragedy in Newtown, CT, movie premieres were canceled, TV episodes were pulled, there were disclaimers before the season finales of Homeland and Dexter, and radio pretty much stopped playing Ke$ha’s song “Die Young,” because of obvious reasons. (No, one of those obvious reasons isn’t because it gives you chlamydia of the ears.) Die Young, which was released over 2 months ago, was #3 on radio playlists before the shooting and as of yesterday, it lost almost 19 million listeners. It had a good run, but that shit probably won’t be heard on the radio anymore and will drop straight into the dumpster next to Ke$ha’s regular sleeping place. Ke$ha went on Twitter to apologize for the song and then tweeted (and later deleted) that some mysterious being made her sing out those lyrics, which she co-wrote. The DEBUL made Ke$hit sing it!
So who ever forced Ke$ha (SPOILER ALERT: It was the Illuminati) to sing those lyrics, couldn’t force her to get a flea bath too? Damn them. And Teen Mom Jenelle didn’t show up to court or her scheduled visit with her daughter, because she was too busy doing something way more important like protest in the streets over this injustice!
On last week’s episode of the #1 facepalm-inducing show on basic cable Teen Mom 2, Jenelle Evans became an instant role model (again) to dumb bitches everywhere when she told her lawyer that she couldn’t start serving her jail sentence on a certain day, because she didn’t want to miss the most important event in her life: Ke$ha’s concert. Well, Jenelle’s personal messiah Ke$ha has responded to one of her devoted followers risking being put on probation for another year to watch a trash heap refugee pussy pop for 2 hours. via HuffPo:
Have you seen this episode of “Teen Mom,” where a woman who’s due in jail begs her lawyer to keep her out until she can attend one of your shows? What’s your reaction to that?
She is the reason I do what I do. Go grrrl don’t let the man hold you down! We R Who We R!!!!
Now Jenelle knows how one of Je$us’ disciples felt when he spoke to them personally.
Ke$hit is right, though. Jenelle is fighting the man and she’s this generation’s answer to Martin Luther King Jr. I can’t wait to hear her very own “I had a dream…or maybe it was a shroom hallucination” speech. Jenelle’s new husband is lucky to be married to such an important activist. Marrying Jenelle is the best decision he’s ever made…next to getting her full name tattooed above his nipple, of course.