Diana Ross Is Officially Related To The Simpsons

Yesterday in Greenwich, CT, a trick who is only semi-famous because of her sister married a trick who is only semi-famous because of his mom. 29-year-old Ashlee Simpson made 26-year-old Evan Ross her second husband at his mom’s estate. I figured that Diana Ross would pull a stage 10 Marky Mark and not show up to the wedding, because she had to meet with her lawyers to fast-track papers legally emancipating herself from Evan Ross for dragging her into that crazy family. But Diana Ross was there and she planned the whole wedding and performed. Miss Ross has gone insane.

UsWeekly says that Asshole wore a pearl-embellished, long-sleeved wedding gown and $750,000 worth of Neil Lane jooree including a tiara. Nobody really cared what Ashlee was wearing, because they were too busy gasping at the pretty-faced beauty of Evan Ross and the bow tie-shaped pube bush on his chin. Jessica Simpson was Ashlee’s matron of honor and her kids, Maxwell and Ace, were the flower girl and ring bearer. After the ceremony, Ashlee cut the cake with her chin and Diana Ross performed. Diana Ross performing at her son’s wedding reception makes sense, because: a) she’s Diana Ross and performing is her OXYGEN and; b) the more time she spent at the mic meant the less chances Ashlee had to get up on stage to “sing” to her groom.

UsWeekly has zero details about the only Simpson we care about: PAPA JOE! Bronx Mowgli walked Ashlee down the aisle, not Papa Joe. Ashlee is such a transparent bitch. I see what she did there. Ashlee knew that if Papa Joe walked her down the aisle, his glamorous ensemble (an ivory leather suit, a white fishnet tank, silver alligator sandals and a rhinestone headband) would take all the attention away from her who cares ass and Evan would want to marry Papa Joe instead and then the Ross family fortune would never be hers! It’s the only smart decision Ashlee has ever made.

And here’s pictures of Diana Ross looking like an exploding Muppet tampon while performing last year. I’m choosing to believe that this is what she wore to the ceremony.

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Gold Diggers Of The World Rejoice! Eric Johnson Married Jessica Simpson Yesterday

For a second there, the gold diggers of the world were starting to get nervous and didn’t think that Eric Johnson would fulfill his wallet-humping destiny and get another win for the gold diggers. But after a three and a half year engagement and 2 kids, Eric finally scored another one for the #getmoneybitch league when he became Jessica Simpson’s second husband at the place where every goddamn basic ass celebrity gets married: San Ysidro Ranch in Montecito, CA. Raise your shovels and rejoice!

People says that the professional tight end turned professional stay-at-home dad married the professional dieter and greatest shoe mogul of our time in front of 250 guests including Jessica Alba, Diana Ross’ son, Asshole Simpson, CaCee Cobb and Donald Faison. They all watched as Eric promised to love, honor, obey and cherish Jessica until death or a zero balance savings account does them part. Or until Eric loses it at the Thanksgiving dinner table and stabs Papa Joe in the hand with a steak knife after another game of grab-ass. People says that Chestica wore Carolina Herrera (here’s a sketch of her dress) and the instrumental version of Chris Isaak’s “Wicked Game” played, which is a weird song to play during a wedding ceremony, but nobody’s accused her ass of making sense. After they got married, Jessica’s rep released this canned statement:

“We are overwhelmed with complete happiness and love having made our eternal commitment. To say ‘I do’ in front of family, friends and, most importantly, our children has been the happiest moment of our lives.”

Congratulations to Chestica! Congratulations to the gold diggers! And condolences to the cake, because after filling her mouth with air, laxatives and dehydrated lemon peels so she’d look as skinny as possible in the pictures she’s going to sell to People, she probably destroyed that thing.

And here’s the only Simpson that any of us care about keeping it sexy while hanging with his “model client” at their hotel pool yesterday morning. Papa Joe bringing his twink toy to his ATM’s wedding is probably the most exciting thing that the Simpson family has ever done. To answer the question that popped in your head when you looked at Papa Joe’s client, I don’t know what the twink is modeling either. Maybe he’s modeling Papa Joe’s daddy dick? But then again, that’s “acting” more than “modeling.”

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Jessica Simpson Gets Sued For Passing A Stranger’s Baby Off As Her Own

Christopher Hurst and Tracy Gregory of Louisiana have filed a lawsuit against Jessica Simpson, OK! Magazine and Getty Images for using a picture of their kid without asking for their permission. Christopher and Tracy’s baby is right there on the cover of OK! Magazine looking absolutely terrified, because he’s so close to Jessica’s mouth and she could easily eat him up.

When Jessica did a meet-and-greet at a Dillard’s at the Lakeside Shopping Center in Metairie, LA in 2011, Christopher took his teenager daughter to meet her. Christopher also brought his baby son with him, because babies can’t be left at home alone and always need adult supervision. How selfish and difficult of them. While they were in line, two strangers in line told Christopher that he should get a private picture of Jessica and his baby son, also named Christopher. Christopher reluctantly put Christopher Jr. on the table in front of Jessica and a photographer immediately jumped in and started clicking away. The photographer from Getty never asked Christopher for permission to take pictures of his kid. Six months later, Christopher saw the picture of Jessica and his baby on a cover of OK! Magazine dated April 16, 2012.

The Times-Picayune got a hold of Christopher and Tracy’s lawsuit and in it their lawyer writes that Jessica was paid $800,000 by a different celebrity magazine for the first pictures of her baby and OK! Magazine has paid million upon millions of dollars to other celebrities for the rights to publish pictures of their babies. Yet Christopher and Tracy got a grand total of ZERO dollars for the use of their baby’s face. Their lawyer went on to write:

“In the case of Christopher Hurst, OK! magazine paid him nothing, despite clear intention to mislead some or all of the consuming public into believing the photograph on the cover of the subject issue was actually Simpson’s first child.”

They are suing Jessica because they believe she was in on the scheme and “knew that she would appear on front of the magazine with Christopher in her arms and that she had financial motive through the publicity she received.”

Christopher and Tracy want $75,000 in damages.

In Jessica’s defense, she’s not smart enough to come up with that scheme on her own. That shifty Papa Joe must’ve put her up to it. In Christopher’s defense, no baby deserves to be mistaken for a member of the Simpson family. But then again, maybe being mistaken for a Simpson isn’t such a bad thing. Some people who saw that cover of OK! and really think that Christopher is Jessica’s baby might take pity on him and give him money, a new identity and plane tickets to a destination far, far away from that crazy ass family.

But since Jessica is a multi-millionaire mogul (it hurt my insides typing that) and her queefs are worth more than $75k, she’ll throw the money at Christopher and be done with it.

And here’s Papa Joe looking like the sun-punched, peroxide beauty he is while leaving Chateau Marmont early Saturday morning with a young friend. I can’t hate on Papa Joe’s outfit, because at least somebody is keeping the memory of International Male alive.

Nick Lachey Doesn’t Miss Playing “Grab-Ass” Under The Simpson Family Table

98 Degrees were on Watch What Happens Live last night to promote their new album and Andy Cohen brought up The Simpsons (the crazy family of crazies, not the cartoons) during a game of Plead The Fifth. The sneaky Siamese Cat in a tie asked the buff bull frog what’s the best thing about not having Papa Joe as a father-in-law anymore. Nick Lachey twisted around on that question a bit before Drew Lachey shouted out, “EVERYTHING!” Then the memory bubble above Nick Lachey’s head filled with images of Simpson hands on his ass when he said this:

“The best thing about not having Joe Simpson as a father-in-law anymore is that I don’t have to play grab-ass under the table on Easter Sunday anymore.”

Okay, I’m interpreting that two ways:

1. Papa Joe was such a devout Christian pastor (HAHAHAHAHAHAH) that he wouldn’t allow any public displays of affection in front of his good Christian eyes, so Nick and Jessica had to grab at each other’s parts on the down low.

2. Papa Joe squeezed the ripest parts of Nick’s ass while blessing the food.

I thought it was #1, but then when I watched the clip below and I figured it was #2. If that’s the case, why in the hell did he stay in that family for so long? If I’m sitting there eating my delicious glazed ham and I feel the hand of a creepy holy man touching my hams while throwing me a wink, that’s my cue to drop my fork, ask for a to-go plate and get the hell out of there. Or I’d take my plate and eat out on the curb, across the street while wearing butt armor.

I’m still confused, so I’m just going to say that Jessica squeezed one of Nick’s ass cheeks while Papa Joe squeezed the other….and now I’m disturbed.

Tina Simpson Threatened To Pull Some Murder/Suicide Shit After Finding Out That Papa Joe Is Gay

Jessica and Asshole Simpson’s mother Tina Simpson wasn’t exactly shitting out rays of happiness when she found out that every time her husband of 35 years Papa Joe said he was going to bible study to get on his knees and pray to the lord, he was actually going to some studio apartment in the valley to get on his knees and worship some twink dick. Right after Tina Simpson found out that Papa Joe’s tongue regularly frolicked on the hairless ass cheeks of 20-something blond boys, she almost jumped from the edge and wanted to take him with her. That’s what Radar says anyway.

Tina allegedly wrote a suicide note saying that she was so angry that she wanted to shoot Papa Joe before shooting herself. Tina left the note inside of her house in Encino, CA, Papa Joe found it and immediately gave it to his lawyers to use it against her in their divorce war. How nice of him! The source put it like this:

“Tina was so distraught when she found out about Joe’s secret gay affair, she immediately wrote a suicide note. It was fairly detailed and she said she wanted to shoot herself for what Joe had done to their 35-year marriage. Worse still, Tina wanted to shoot Joe as well. She was just so angry with him. But, instead of killing herself, Tina headed straight to a New York hotel to confront Joe about Bryce Chandler Hill. However, when Joe returned to the Encino home in Los Angeles they shared, he found the note, made a copy and gave it to his divorce lawyer as a bargaining tool for the settlement.

Tina eventually offered Joe half of the family fortune. An offer of a 50 percent split of everything under the Simpson name has been offered to Joe. That includes the coveted Jessica Simpson Collection, which Joe desperately wanted because that’s the real cash cow.”

Threatening to pull some murder/suicide shit is never a good idea, but if you found out that your husband was now dressing like the member of a failed 90s boy band that only played the county fair circuit (see: pictures from March below), you too might lose the sanest part of your mind. But Tina should really be relieved. Because she probably thought that Papa Joe was a creepy, sucio perv who wanted to motorboat his daughters, but it turns out he was just a cheating bastard who wants to motoroboat twink ass. Yeah, he lied to Tina Simpson all those years, but at least she knows he doesn’t want to do their daughters. There’s a bright side for everything!

And the lives of twink gold diggers and the makers of highlighting caps will be made if Papa Joe really does get half of the Simpson family fortune.

Jessica Simpson Announces That She’s Having A Boy By Making A Dick Joke

A knocked up Jessica Simpson was on Jimmy Kimmel Live last night to promote that Fashion Dirt Star show and to also burp up about how she’s got a permanent case of the baby and still can’t believe that barebacking your man until he shoots dick sauce all over your eggs (“Isn’t that how they make Eggs Benedict?” – Jessica Simpson) makes a baby. Jessica still doesn’t know that doing a dude raw dog style can lead to pregnancy and nobody’s going to tell her, because more babies equals more MONAY for Eric Whatshisname and because Papa Joe really loves dressing up in a stork costume to sing “Look Out For Mr. Stork” to her on her due date.

After Chestica aw shucks’d about how she can’t stop making babies, she “accidentally” let it slip that she’s having a dude baby and the moment was completely natural and not-at-all staged. As Papa Joe pulled his fingers out of his twink toy’s butt so that he could cross them while wishing for Jessica to land the joke he paid writers to write for her, she said this:

“Yeah, I’ve been vomiting. The crazy thing is that I never knew that a wiener could actually make me nauseous. Oh shucks! Well I guess told the world that I’m having a boy! I just did it so crude, too. I feel awful. I talked about wieners!”

Yes, this bitch said, “Oh shucks!” It’s nice to see that the writers of Hee Haw are still getting paid to write jokes. The funny thing is, Chestica’s ass is so damn fertile that when she said the word “wiener” a second time, her third baby started forming in her womb. But Jessica should’ve saved her pre-planned joke, because we already know that she’s having a wiener baby and we already know that she’s naming him Champion Penis.

And speaking of wieners that give you the barfs, here’s Papa Joe with a twink in tow leaving Jimmy Kimmel Live last night. Papa Joe really needs to get him a twink who will tell him that looking like the least popular member of a late 80s boy band who just can’t let go of the glory days IS not the look.