Kate Winslet

37-year-old Kate Winslet married 34-year-old Ned Rocknroll in a secret wedding in New York earlier this month and that wedding was a secret, because she didn't want anyone to know she was marrying a ho with the legal last name of ROCKNROLL! I bet that when the officiant asked, "Kate, do you take Ned Rocknroll as your wedded husband," she turned around and asked everybody in the room if they had a tab of acid, because that's the only way she'd be able to say yes. Marrying a motherfucker with the last name Rocknroll only makes sense when you're high on some kind of brain-bending shit.

Kate and Ned Rocknroll (born name: Abel Smith) first met in 2011 when they were both vacationing on Richard Branson's island. Ned is Richard Branson's nephew. A fire broke out on the island and Kate saved Richard's 90-year-old mother. Kate and Ned hooked up after they left the island and she's been screaming his messed up name during fuck times ever since.

A source tells UsWeekly that Kate and Ned wanted to keep their wedding extra small, so they only invited a handful of friends and some family members. The best part is that Leonardo DiCapiro's ass walked her down the aisle, because OF COURSE and because it only seemed fitting since marrying a dude named Ned Rocknroll is a lot like boarding a sinking ship.

This is Kate's third marriage. She had a kid with her first husband and a kid with her second husband Sam Mendes, which means she'll totally have a kid with her third husband and that kid's last name will be Rocknroll. I hope they do have a kid and I hope that kid's first name is ILove or ItsOnly.

I really know nothing about Ned Rocknroll, but now I know that he lays down the peen good, because that has to be the only reason why Kate married his ass. Dude must have unicorn jizz. Ned probably gives it so good that for a quick second, Kate completely forgets that she's doing a dude with a name like a bottom tier wedding DJ who always ends up banging the ugliest bridesmaid in the bathroom.

That being said, I hope Kate took his last name and she'll forever be known personally and professional as Kate Rocknroll.

Welcome to Weird-tanic! Population: This screen test.

Titanic came out on Blu-ray and 3D Blu-ray today, and on it is a then 19-year-old Kate Winslet screen testing for the role which she eventually got opposite Jeremy Sisto (aka Elton from Clueless, Billy from Six Feet Under and George from Suburgatory) as the role Leonardo DiCatchAHo eventually got. Jeremy wasn't ever up for the role and was just helping James Cameron out, but it's still weird to watch. It's like if your 10-year-old self went into the kitchen one morning and sat down at the table across from a stranger bitch who isn't your father but tells you to call him your father. ("Oh, that used to happen to me all the time! It was no big deal." - Kate Hudson's son)

But really, James Cameron had the right idea by using Jeremy Sister as Jack and he should've given him the role and then cast Alicia Silverstone as Cher as Rose. It would've looked like this:

Jack: I want to paint you wearing this, only this.
Rose: As if! Like I'd really wear something from Judy's.

Rose's Mom: Come into the boat, Rose. Rose, get into the boat!
Rose: I can't! You don't understand, this is an Alaia.

Rose: Stay back! Don't come any closer! I'm going to jump!
Tai: As if. You're a virgin who can't dive.

AND Celine Dion could've done a cover of Rollin' with the Homies! If only.

via Yahoo! Movies 

She looks like the lady who runs group at the prison. Kate Winslet is filming a movie here in Massachusetts and can not locate a fuck in her purse for you, your brat children, and your town's ladies auxiliary. The aforementioned reportedly waited hours in a torrential downpour to catch a glimpse of Rose from The Titanic. (No, really - Ms. Swan gave it a "The").

Shanna Swan (aka perfection as a name) experienced some personal hardship when Kate didn't stop and share that coffee with her.

"Kate was so rude, she never once acknowledged any of us, I was devastated," hopeful fan Shanna Swan told Star (via Radar Online). "She gave dirty looks to people in my town who waited hours to see her."

“She always plays such warm people on the big screen, I thought she would be kind, so when she was mean, I was crushed,” Shanna said. “I watched The Titantic 13 times when I was 12 years old, and Kate wouldn’t even look up for a second to acknowledge we were all adoring her.”

Did she finally watch it for the 13th time when she turned 13? I smell OCD.

Anyway, do you see a watch on her Kate's wrist? She doesn't have time for your bullshit. Fuck, she must be depressed that's she not even filming in Boston. They have her in some small-ass town where people with stripper names are mean-mugging at her. You'd dive back into your black Cadillac, too!

Shelburne's claim to fame is that Bill Cosby lives there. Did you bring Bill to greet her with a Pudding Pop? No? Well, thanks for playing.

Since Leonardo DiCatchAHo is busy trolling Victoria's Secret casting calls for his next piece, Kate Winslet has to do promo stuff for Titanic 3D by herself and ho is on fire. Kate is that bitch (aka YOU) at her 15th high school reunion who has a glass of the sweet nectar permanently attached to her hand and farts at the mouth about how much she hated their class song and how everyone looks like shit with love handles. So when Kate brought her Don't Give A Fuck tour to Daybreak (via Daily Mail), she didn't hold back when joking about how much she and Leo have changed since she let go of his hand 15 years ago:

"We do look very different, we’re older. Leo’s 37, I’m 36 – we were 21 and 22 when we made that film. You know, he’s fatter now – I’m thinner. It’s true though!"

It's true that 1997 Leo looked like the kind of beautifully androgynous twink that Hilary Swank might play in a biopic and 2012 Leo looks like his eyes shrunk while his face grew. But I don't know what Kate is trying to say here. If Kate is trying to say she looks hotter now, then I need her to draw me wearing this and only this, because that is not true. 1997 Kate could totally beat 2012 Kate in a beauty pageant. But I'm only saying that because I've always had a thing for white cholas in chokers.

There's a good reason for why Kate Winslet looks like a tidal wave of vom just splashed into her mouth and she's trying to hold it together. You can assume it's because somewhere nearby someone is playing "My Heart Will Go On" and it's tickling the wet heaves out of her throat. When that mess first came out, you couldn't escape it. It was like musical lice. Millions of car radios were destroyed, because radio stations played that shit on a non-stop loop. I knew shit had gone too far when one of my friend's told me that a singer at a funeral sang that song in Spanish while holding a rose and even did the "I'm flying, Jack!" pose during the last note. Ayúdame, no puedo! Well, Kate Winslet also can't stand that song and she told MTV News (via UsWeekly) that it's like activated charcoal for her soul:

"I wish I could say, 'Oh listen, everybody! It's the Celine Dion song!' But I don't, I just have to sit there, you know, kind of straight-faced with a massive internal eye roll. [It makes me] feel like throwing up. It's thrilling for people to surprise me with the Celine Dion song."

I know that a lot of people ejaculate maple syrup out of their ear holes from listening to the French Canadian nightingale voice of Celine Dion, but maybe Celine's voice is the reason why the song makes Kate die inside. I bet Kate will be rocked the right way while listening to the only version the world needs:

(Thanks, Doug)

Kate Winslet is currently screaming "I'm the Queen of the woooooorld" while spinning on the crotch of Richard Branson's nephew Ned RocknRoll, but before she was doing that she was rubbing her shit all over British hot piece Louis Dowler. The uretha in Louis' heart (yes, we have urethra in our hearts, ask your doctor) was ejaculating hearts over Kate Winslet, but apparently she wasn't feeling the same. When they went on what was supposed to be a romantic holiday trip to Richard Branson's Necker Island, not only did a fire kill one of the villas, but Kate and Louis' relationship also died a quick death that weekend. Kate met that RocknRoll bitch and she quickly dropped Louis on his hot, succulent ass. It's been three months since Kate quit Louis for RocknRoll and he tells the Daily Mail that he's still crying out tears onto his pecs and slathering the wetness all over his nipples (yes, I'm sure that's what he does):

"I don’t think Kate behaved well and it is still very raw for me. I was in love with her and you can’t switch that off overnight. I’m not sure Kate treated me well. Kate came home with me to Cornwall and we just hung out together. She met my parents and family. I thought we were inseparable. I certainly haven’t found anyone else since. I don’t want to go into details but it wasn’t a straightforward break-up. I’m a laid-back guy, so I am not walking around with a long face — but I do still hold a torch for her."

Who knew that Kate Winslet is a heartless, man-eating, shameless heart-stomping cunt slut? I think I love her now! But before I join the Kate Winslet Is A Man-Eating SCRAG BITCH fan club, I should help Louis during this difficult time. I'll put on a Kate Winslet mask, strap two pizza dough mounds to my chicken chest and let him get some closure on....my no-no. It's the human thing to do.

Trying to prove that the stick that's permanently shoved up her ass is actually a funny bone, Fishsticks Paltrow showed up to the Emmys last night in a hilarious dress that got more laughs than the shit was on Charlie Sheen's head. When she was talking to Ryan Gaycrest on the red carpet, I thought his peen was going to crawl up into his stomach so he could barf it out when he said that her Pucci dress was so sheer that we all faced the threat of seeing her cucci. Bitch's sense of reality is as fried as her hair if she thinks this shit looked sexy. GOOP looked like she was wearing a dildo cozy made of funeral doilies and grandma's old panties complete with Metamucil-induced skid marks.

Fishy is as skinny as a tampon string, but that dress made her look like she's serving up organic caca souffle. But I'm sure that a mere mortal will soon write an essay in The Morton Report about how they were choking on a chicken wing at an Emmy party when the sight of Fishy's stomach made them dry heave it out and SAVED THEIR LIFE! Fishy saves lives even when she looks like cold vanilla shit wrapped in memaw's table runner. Move on...

Here's a small gallery of more hos from last night along with my one-second comments. In order:

Paula Abdul who I'm assuming is wearing a sash made of bedazzled Vicodin pills for easy access.

Claire Danes who needs some fucking Latisse for her limp ass hair.

The Ginger Keeper of the Magnificent Chichis whose husband was obviously Mother Theresa in a past life.

Stepford Katie whose jooree box was obviously raided by Suri Cruise and Tommy Girl.

Heidi Klum whose coochie looks like its foaming at the mouth. Cujo coohie!

TWO CROSS-EYED GLAMOUR GODDESSES!

Jenna Aushwitz (I forget how to spell her last name and don't make me Google on a Monday
morning) who is wearing a reworked version of Brenda and Kelly's prom dress.

Sofia Vergara whose teeth scare me.

Jon Hamm with Jennifer Westfeldt whose face is starting to look like it's made of non-biodegradable materials. And I don't know if Jennifer's sticking out her stomach in that second picture or if her ovaries are orgasming from touching her piece (probably the latter).

Kristen Wiig whose nostrils must've had a case of the shies last night.

Evan Rachel Wood who at first I thought was Austin Scarlett in drag and got really disappointed when I learned the truth.

Peter Dinklage who made my nipple holes squeeee when he picked up that big Emmy and spoke at that tiny microphone.

Julianne Marguiles who should throw those clear aquarium rocks at whoever told her to wear that busted dress.

Olivia Munn who needs to have a seat and stop.

Jim Parsons who needs to spend less time dipping his face in a bowl of foundation and more time manicuring those brows.

Kate Winslet who is there.

And finally, Melissa McCarthy, Tina Fey and Amy Poehler!!!!

That sound of an iceberg breaking off and falling into the ocean you hear is actually Nicole Kidman trying to raise a brow over what Kate Winslet said to The Telegraph recently. 35-year-old Kate says that she, Rachel Weisz and Emma Thompson have formed of group of superhero actresses who are dropping kicking the plastic surgeon's scalpel and shooting bullets through silicone titty sacks, because turning their bodies into a frozen tundra of zero emotion is against their "morals." Kate Winslet's alleged original nose hummed out the melody to "Don't You Forget About Me" while she, Rachel and Emma said this:

“I will never give in,” vows Winslet. “It goes against my morals, the way that my parents brought me up and what I consider to be natural beauty.”

Winslet, who is the daughter of “jobbing actors” from Berkshire, adds: “I am an actress, I don’t want to freeze the expression of my face.”

Her comments echo those by Thompson, to whom she has been close since they appeared together in Sense and Sensibility in 1995. “I’m not fiddling about with myself,” said Thompson, 52. “We’re in this awful youth-driven thing now where everybody needs to look 30 at 60.”

Weisz, 41, for her part, has said her natural beauty is an asset. “People who look too perfect don’t look sexy or particularly beautiful,” said the Oscar-winning star of The Constant Gardener, who married Daniel Craig this year.

Okay...and? You can close your open palm, Kate, because nobody's going to get a step ladder to climb up to your high horse and give you a gold star.

Really, what's this "morals" crap? Stretching your face until you're barely recognizable doesn't make you a bad person, it just makes you a bad person to look at sometimes. If a Meg Ryan type wants to transform her face into Howard the Duck as seen through eyes of Picasso, who am I to judge? Yes, I'll make fun of her until my fingers go sore just like I'm making fun of Kate for standing at the altar of self-righteousness as the choir sings out "thiiiiiiiiis biiiiiiitch."

It's really not that serious. If you want to fuck with your face, fuck with your face. If you don't want to fuck with your face, don't fuck with your face. If you want to type the beautiful word fuck four times in two sentences, then type the beautiful word fuck four times in two sentences.

The Inception 2: The Dark Knight Rises trailer leaked this week, but the one trailer that has got me pressing the replay button like it's a G-spot is the one for Steven Soderbergh's unintentional (or totally intentional) remake of Outbreak called Contagion. Shit is about what would happen if a bird flu (probably from THIS bird) murdered most of the planet's population and blah..blah...blah. But way more importantly, we get to sit back and watch GOOP floppity flop flop to her death! To help Fishsticks get to that place, Steven Soderbergh told her to imagine Apple trying to cook a Stouffer's pizza in the wood-burning outdoor pizza oven in her garden. Aaaaand action!

Birds: 1 Fishies: 0

In London last night, Kate Winslet showed off her new-ish piece Louis Dowler (who might have come from the same batch as Gabriel Aubry) by taking his ass out for dinner and boozing. Apparently, Kate and Louis have been dating since May. Kate quickly picked up Louis, who writes MODEL TYPE next to occupation on his tax forms, after she filed for divorce from Sam Mendes.

Yes, Louis looks like he spent all day brushing his locks and meticulously styling that outfit in a three-way mirror, but who cares as long as he's making Kate's vagina declare itself the queen of the world while riding on the tip of his peen.

And here's a picture from a few months ago of Louis' nipples catching wind:

To be honest, I'm most jealous of Kate's daughter in that pic. Riding in a rickshaw around the city is the way to go. If only it had a cup holder and a spritzer fan. It also wouldn't hurt if Kate was wearing a flat-screen TV backpack.