Cameron Diaz is single, hops from dude to dude and spends her money on booze, pussy lube, booze, pussy lube, booze, pussy lube and booze that doubles as pussy lube. I think I speak for all of us when I say that we don't see any problems with this. But I guess Cameron Diaz wants to grow as a person or whatever, so she's asked GOOPY Paltrow to be her life coach, because if anybody knows how to rid the shit from your life, it's her. GOOPY Paltrow is practically a human colonic. Also, when you ask GOOPY to be your life coach, be prepared to escort "Fun" to your front door and hug it while saying, "Fun, I probably won't see you for a while, but it's been you. Try not to have too much YOU without me. Bye, girl."
The Sun says that Cameron thinks she's having some kind of mid-life crisis, so she asked GOOPY to sort her life out. GOOPY showed up to Cameron's house and after she poured all the booze into the sink and threw away all the bottles of pussy lube, she put a CLOSED sign over Cameron's sex parts. GOOPY banished the dick from Cameron's cooch for a full year. The source put the sad news like this:
“Gwyneth’s sorted out everything from finances to hooking her up with her trainer. She has also forced her to swear off sex for a year, saying men distract her focus.”
Having seen The Green Hornet, I know that Cameron makes a lot of bad decisions and maybe she should settle down a bit, but taking a sabbatical from peen for a whole year?! How in the hell is that going to help her to focus? That's going to make things worse. When Cameron is chanting with the Dalai Lama and GOOP in the mountains of Thailand, it's going to be really awkward when she stops OM-ing to ask one of the monks if he wants to go behind a rock for a quickie since she hasn't been laid in 6 months and her coochie has gone into starvation mode. When Cameron is training with Tracy Anderson, it's going to really ruin their workout when she starts humping one of Tracy's arms since Tracy's arm looks like an extra veiny dick shaft. Any doctor will tell you that quitting dick cold turkey is not recommended. You have to wean off the peen.
Just look at me, I have involuntarily quit the dick and it took me 20 minutes to write that last sentence, because I was too distracted with window shopping for uncut peen on Google Images.
Open up, because here's a pearl of wisdom straight from the mound of infinite knowledge in Cameron Diaz's head. In an interview with The Sunday Times (via Gossip Cop), the official spokesperson for all women said that if you've got a chocha, you want men to look at you like a walking pair of tits and nothing more.
“I think every woman does want to be objectified. There’s a little part of you at all times that hopes to be somewhat objectified, and I think it’s healthy,” the actress tells the paper.
"[Photo shoots are] empowering. I’m not some young girl with the photographer going, ‘Will you take your clothes off?’ I’m like [mimes stripping], ‘How does this look?’ They’re like, ‘Today we’re not going to put anything other than bras and heels on you,’ and I’m like, ‘These heels are not high enough.’”
I’m a woman, I know how to handle myself. I know what I feel comfortable doing and I know my sexuality.”
Hey, don't blame it on the weed! Cameron spent a lot of time sucking on A-Rod's roid rod, so you know that fucked with brains. But seriously, as soon as Cameron finishes writing the foreword for Gloria Steinem's next book (because Gloria Steinem is totally going to ask her), she should have an open debate on feminism with fellow philosopher Megan Fox. I mean, they are the foremost voices for ALL women's issues.
(Pic via Esquire)
Six seconds after this picture was taken, Cameron Diaz drunkenly slurred into Robert Pattinson's ear, "So are you going to Pattzin' up my bubbly by dipping your sparkle rod in my flute or what?"
UsWeekly says that DiGiorno-faced Cameron Diaz tried to get into Robert Pattinson's panties at LACMA's Art + Film Gala in L.A. on October 27th. RPattz, seen below at Jimmy Kimmel Live last night, is apparently back with Kristen Stewart, but that didn't stop horny ass Cammy from trying to get a chance to viciously hump the unicorns out of his hair. Some source says that Cameron went hard, "She was pretty obvious. Cam was seated next to Rob at dinner. She was touching his arm, doing her big Cameron laugh at everything he said and trying really hard. He was polite, but not having it."
Cameron, you simple ho, that's not how you make the sparkles on RPattz's peen twinkle something extra. If you want to lure RPattz in, you have to sulk in the corner and when you're not chewing on the plastic leaves on the fake ficus tree next to you, you should mumble about how you hate life and everything in it. Whenever somebody tries to talk to you, hiss at them with your eyes and then blankly stare off into the distance like a slow dyslexic sloth trying to sing the alphabet backwards. RPattz will slowly start looking your own way and then cinch the deal by letting a married director hump your butt. BOOM. Before you know it, you'll be pulling fiber optic pubes out of your mouth while giving RPattz a beej in the men's bathroom.
Or Cameron can get RPattz by topping the deal he has with Kristen Stewart during the next FCB (Fake Celebrity Boyfriend) Draft.
Cameron Diaz tells Esquire UK (via Daily Mail) what every actress tells magazines: she LOVES getting older and she's never felt this good in her life and feels better at 40 than she did at 25. BLAH BLAH BLAH. If you don't believe Cameron, then spend some time with the exquisite portraits of subtle elegance that Terry Richardson took of her for the magazine. Nothing says confidence like squatting out an invisible turd while looking like a truck stop morning-shift stripper who gives her customers a handy behind the dumpster for a half pack of Kools. That last sentence was delivered with zero sarcasm, because a jean jacket paired with black garters is the perfect picture of class and confidence.
Cameron also said a bunch of other things and I'd like to think she said them out loud while Terry Richardson was telling her to pop that pussy for his camera:
Cameron says this about being 40: "For the first time in my life I’m content. I’m so excited. Getting older is the best part of life. Like, I know more than I’ve ever known."
The pictures say: "Look at my ass! I'm 40!"
Cameron says this about being 40. Yes, she's still talking about being 40: "I have gratitude. I know myself better. I feel more capable than ever. And as far as the physicality of it, I feel better at 40 than I did at 25."
The pictures say: "You know you still want to fuck me! I'm 40!"
Cameron says this about having kids: "There’s still a possibility of that, I ain't that old. Believe it or not, I’m feeling very... capable."
The pictures say: "You know you want to fuck a baby out of me! I'm 40!"
Cameron says this about never getting married: "I’m smart! No, it’s hard to say. It just wasn’t the thing I was drawn to. I certainly didn’t want it in my 20s. Or my 30s. So we’ll see. I’d always wanted to get hitched in Vegas at least three times."
The pictures say: "You know you want to fuck me three times in Vegas! I'm 40!"
Cameron says this about being all-natural: "There’s no such thing as anti-aging. You can’t go back in time. So for me, it’s about living in this moment, the best that I can. Contentment is about coming to terms with life as it is."
The pictures say: "Look at my hot, sexy plastic titty balls! I'm 40!"
So in case you didn't get the message: Cameron Diaz is still hot and she's such a lady that she farts out the words "style & substance." We get it, Cameron.
A-Rod, the Christina Hendricks of major league baseball, has moved on from Cameron Diaz to another naranja-skinned blonde with a torso like the Hulk's muscled shaft, but she'll forever hold a special place deep within the six-pack on his roided-up heart. The Insider's Kevin Frazier interviewed A-Rod for some reason and asked him about his past pieces. A-Rod lit up like a trick just stuck a roid needle in his ass and the nipples on his magnificent MVCs (most valuable chichis) puckered when he started talking about Cameron Diaz. via Page Six:
“I don’t like talking about my relationships, but I will tell you about CD: She’s probably one of the greatest human beings I’ve ever met, and just an amazing light.”
I typed out that shade throwing headline before I really thought about this. A-Rod is a simple bitch, so my ass is assuming that he considers Cameron the greatest human being alive, because she never flinched while massaging Lubriderm into his under titty crevices and she's always got a Ziploc bag full of the good shit in her pocket. And when he said she's "just an amazing light" he meant that she's an experienced stoner who can steadily hold a lighter over a bowl while doing bong hits in the back of a pick-up truck driving on a bumpy dirt road during a windy night. So if that's what A-Rod means, I won't say that the roids must've crept up into his brain and ate the part that stores all the memories of most of the human beings he's met. No, I won't.
Here's the greatest human being A-Rod has ever met at CinemaCon in Las Vegas yesterday.
JLo shouldn't even be the second-string trophy girl at the San Juan Community Theater Awards, but for some messed up reason the Oscar Meyer Awards asked her to present some shit with Cameron Diaz last night. Maybe it was a Make-A-Wish situation and the producers wanted to the charity tax right-off, because when you Google "WHY IN ALL THE FUCKS WAS SHE THERE?!," JLo's mug will be smiling back at you. But whatever, JLo wasn't asking any questions and she made sure to stretch her 15 seconds on stage by stretching her dress to the point of no return.
While dressed like a standby letter turner on a 70s Mexican game show, JLo made hos everywhere press pause on their Tivos to see if she was flashing an inch of the nipple plate that Skeletor used to snort lines of crushed baby bones off of. JLo's stylist says that it was just an optical nippleusion and there was no nip slip situation. Whatever, at least staring at JLo's peek-a-nip distracted me from listening to her talk or looking at Cameron Diaz's face. I mean, Cameron Diaz's FACE and HAIR! That's what eating Diddy's ass on a full-time basis does to you. If Cameron meant to look like a Florida teenage boy whose hair and face got fried in a meth lab explosion, then a slow clap for her.
And back to JLo's nip (I hope to never type those words again), since last night's theme was obviously fame-hongray body parts, why didn't Jean Dujardin's peen tip poke out the piss slit in his pants while he was accepting his award. All we got was JLo's maybe nip and Angie's skeleton leg. Where was Jean Dujardin's peen tip when we needed it most?!
...and you have a new favorite picture to double punch. Everlast should use that picture on a punching bag. The national debt would be wiped out immediately.
Cameron Diaz and Diddy both screamed "JUST FRIENDS!" last month when they were seen having lunch together at some restaurant in Beverly Hills. They're screaming those same words again today after Page Six says they were slurping on each other's mouths at PH-D in Manhattan on Saturday night. Diddy was already holding court at his table when Cameron strolled in a little after 1am for some Virgin Diaries action. P6 put it like this:
“They were kissing and making out,” and continued being “very affectionate” while they danced, our sources said. Diaz and Diddy left the club together with the group just after 3 a.m. This isn’t the first time Diaz has been seen fiddling with Diddy.
Diddy on his own is UGH, Cameron on her own is UGH and together they're just UGHUGHUGHUUUUUUGGGGGH. They shouldn't be tongue screwing in front of everybody. Nobody wants to see that. It probably looks like two gaping anuses squirting douche water at each other. How would Cameron and Diddy like it if two gaping anuses squirted douche water at each other right in front of them? Actually, they'd probably be into it. Those nasty kinky fucks.
On the left is Disney Jr.'s production of The Incredibly True Adventures of Two Girls in Love, and on the right is the epitome of gayelle love Portia de Rossi and her wife Ellen Degeneres at the totally pointless Teen Choice Awards in L.A. last night. You know, I've always made stupid jokes about how Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez are the Muppet Babies (or the toddler brunette) version of Portia & Ellen and were only created to teach the children that lesbian love is a beautiful thing despite what the Faces of Crazy say, but this proves that there's a method to my incoherent ramblings (not really).
This also proves that we can finally get rid of Justin Bieber and send him back to the Canadian Hasbro factory from which he came from if we can only get Usher to buy Ellen's soul when the Canadian dollar dips below the US dollar so that he train her to yodel like a newborn puppy and thrust like a kitten having a seizure. Because if this doesn't happen, it will only be a matter of time before the apocalypse is summoned when Usher agrees to be Justin & Selena's sperm donor. Someone should get on that.
So last night was the Teen Choice Awards, which is only around to remind us that teens shouldn't vote for shit. I mean, voting to give Taylor Swift a lifetime achievement award is making Uncle Sam switch fingers.
Here's a bunch of pictures of some hos you didn't know existed, forgot existed or wish didn't exist. In order: Ty Ty Baby, The Lesbeaver, Rachel Bilson, Rebecca Black, Fergie, Selena Gomez, Ashley Greene, the Kardashian harem, Kowlina Kardashian, Sean Kingston, Blake Lively, Demi Lovato, that one from Glee, Raven, Taylor "Making Marilyn Roll In Her Grave" Swift, Cameron Diaz, Ian Somerhalder, Rupert Grint, Portia & Ellen Jr. and Portia & Ellen.
The Mirror broke its oath to always tell the truth by publishing this headline today: "Prince Harry chats up gym buddy Cameron Diaz"
My initial reaction to this charbroiled turnover of lies is best expressed through this GIF:
After I stopped my heart from attacking itself by shooting Pinot into its veins, I read the rest of the fan fiction The Mirror came up with after getting stoned on red weed. The voices in their heads say that while Cameron Diaz is filming the movie Gambit in the UK, she's keeping up the six-pack on her ass cheeks for A-Rod by working out at some super fancy and exclusive gym. This is the same fancy and exclusive gym where Prince Hot Ginge apparently works out. You know where this is going so I'll just let this source take it from here:
"Since first clocking one another and saying hello, they have coincided visits on two further occasions. During the second one, they were pounding along on adjacent treadmills and Harry cheekily nudged-up Cameron’s speed dial, suggesting a one kilometer race. Cameron agreed... and won. They have become pretty friendly – Harry even invited his new gym buddy out drinking with him and his Sloaney chums.”
If that quote was a Billy Idol song, it would be called LIES WITHOUT A FACE! The Mirror is really trying to make me believe that a mere mortal like Cameron Diaz was next to a sweaty Prince Hot Ginge and she never stopped to get a jar so she could collect his salty pore nectar to bathe in later? That's what anybody would do. The Mirror also wants me to think that Prince Hot Ginge would actually be seen with a raggedy, Dorito-faced, droopy-eyed womp womp bitch? Oh, wait. Shit. God save this queen because I'm about to have a heart attack sequel.
Sean Penn and ScarJo are supposed to be broken up! The Internet told us so. But here they are together at last night's Spike TV Awards in L.A. One of two things is happening. Either People Magazine was talking about the OTHER ScarJo & Sean Penn breaking up and this ScarJo & Sean Penn are still doing it. Or ScarJo is only posing with Keith Richard's nutsack so hos won't say that they threw each other shade backstage. ScarJo might be saying to herself: "UGH! ScarJo! Thanks to your poor decisions, you have to stand here with this wrinkled old testicle face like everything's good and pretty! The next time you want to suck on an over-microwaved shriveled hot dog, suck on an over-microwaved shrivel hot dog instead of Sean Penn's dick. ARGH!" ScarJo says "ARGH" and "UGH" a lot, so I'm going to say that the latter is the true story behind this picture.
Here's a few more pictures from the awards show that gave awards to bitches for absolutely no reason. Sean Penn won something. So did Keith Richards and Jennifer Aniston. Aniston was pretty excited about winning that trophy. And not because she won something, but because she finally had something to hang her Cabbage Patch Kids' winter coats on!
In order: Aniston, Sean Penn, ScarJo, the hot sisters from The Fighter, Rosie Huntington-Whatever, Eva Mendes, Justin Timberlake, Minka Kelly, Ben Affleck, Jim Carrey, Cameron Diaz, Keef Richards & Marky Mark.