Michelle Rodriguez

Let's all feel sad now, because according to Vin Diesel, there will never be a reboot of Ferris Bueller's Day Off called Bueller: 2 Fast 2 Ferris starring him, because he has way too many muscles on his body to play a role like that. The veiny penis with biceps tells Men's Fitness (via Vulture) that he only gets certain roles and it has nothing to do with him having the acting skills of an empty bottle of AXE body spray. It has to do with the fact that he's a bag of skin stuffed with muscles.

"Being a physical presence will rule you out of a lot of roles. I couldn't have done Ferris Bueller's Day Off with that physical presence. But I like it as part of me; it's part of what I represent, and I think if Humphrey Bogart were around today he'd be a lot bigger. Hollywood is more concerned about its male actors being in shape than its female actors."

My day has been made by the image of Humphrey Bogart's head on Vin Diesel's body. Vin is not giving himself enough credit, though. The Pacifier was a comedic masterpiece and Matthew Broderick could never have done it with his non-physical presence.

But with that being said, I know Jonah Hill and Seth Rogen get more shit from Hollywood about their bodies than Rebel Wilson and Melissa McCarthy do (/sarcasm), but Vin Diesel is still wrong. Hollywood is concerned about everyone being in shape. It's Hollywood. It's the land of unrealistic everything. They want their dudes buff, their chicks skinny and they want their dogs to talk. How do you think my chihuahua feels when he watches a movie where the dog talks English and saves the world and shit? My dog can barely lick his own ass without falling over, so seeing a talking dog really screws with his self-esteem. But I just tell him, "It's make believe!"

And here's the dude we'll never see as Ferris Bueller at the Hollywood premiere of another one of those driving movies, which also brought out Ludacris, Terror Reid and Michelle Rodriguez.

When I first read that in Lee Daniels' newest cinematic mess The Paperboy, Nicole Kidman squats a piss out on Zac Efron's chest after he gets stung by a jellyfish, I said that the Academy needs to engrave "Nicole Kidman's Piss Stream" on a statue right now. Because that golden shower deserves the gold! Well, crazy ass Michelle Rodriguez saw The Paperboy at Cannes and she disagrees with my ass. MRod told Vulture that Nicole isn't going to win an Oscar for taking a #1 on Zac's lip gloss-covered nipples, because she's not black.

"I fucking loved it. One of my friends said, 'She’s going to get nominated for an Oscar for that.' I was like, 'Nah, man. She’s not black!' I laugh, but it’s also very sad. It makes me want to cry. But I really believe. You have to be trashy and black to get nominated. You can’t just be trashy."

The hell? Nicole Kidman won an Oscar and it wasn't for playing a character that wasn't black or trashy. Viola Davis and Octavia Spencer were both nominated this year and their characters weren't trashy. I think MRod is saying that in Lee Daniels' Precious, Mo'Nique played trash and won an Oscar for it. So if you want to be nominated for an Oscar for acting in a Lee Daniels movie, you better hope your character is black and trashy. I don't know! Reading a quote from Michelle Rodriguez is like trying to have a conversation with a heat-stricken surfer on peyote while you're high on meth. I'm not on the right kind of drug to fully understand what that crazy bitch is saying.

And now I have the image of Mo'Nique pissing on Zac Efron. Oh, MRod, the things you do to my brain.

If any of us had a stumpy mast of seasoned Italian gristle with a slug hugger full of soft bulging love communicating to us in body language to ravage him whole, we would not turn our backs to him the way Michelle Rodriguez did in Sardinia yesterday. But that's exactly what MRod did while climbing rocks and shit with Italian businessman Gianluca Vacchi. I mean, Gianluca is throwing his arms up and begging for a stick up, but MRod is denying him! Or maybe she left her dildo gun on the boat. Whatever the case may be, I hope that after those dykes on a bike rode into the sunset, their love story ended with Gianluca checking into the emergency room at 4am because he accidentally fell culo first onto a broken off strap-on. Il finito!

Now you know what innocent passersby see when you come stumbling out of a cab (or whatever) smelling like poor decisions and a good time with ropes of your hair swinging all around like you've just given road head during a bumpy ride. Thanks to Michelle Rodriguez for giving you a picture to match to the feeling!

While some celebrities spray their genitals with fancy French perfume and try to behave like refined swans in Cannes, MRod is doing Cannes how it should be done. By day she's hanging her Dominican moon over the waters of Cannes, and by night she's running from a motel in her gown after gnawing off the arm of a dealer who tried to sell her a bag of dirty kitty litter. MRod snorted it anyway, because the cat could've been on Ketamine and why waste that shit?

Hopefully, one of these days MRod drunkenly trips out of a cab and lands directly onto Paz de la Huerta who is obviously lying in the gutter. Because those two belong together!

Mitchie Likes Sausage is an awesome name for a Joni Mitchell cover band that only plays meatarian events, it's also what Michelle Rodriguez said at the premiere of Battle L.A. when talking about those lesbian rumors that won't quit. Michelle does this all the fucking time. She has to let us know that even though she looks like she could lick a pussy until her tongue turns into a raisin, the only thing she's slapping her strap-on against is man ass. Got it. That's our cue to change MRod's order from "tuna" to "sausage" before changing it back to "tuna" again a hot second later. Don't put your pen away, because we'll be doing this again next year.

I was wondering why Natalie Portman thanked Michelle Rodriguez* in her never-ending acceptance speech of never-ending thank yous last night, but now I know why. Natalie's unborn baby is the reincarnation of Nostradamus and told her that Michelle Rodriguez would dress jack Noah Cyrus and stomp through the night in some silver ho shit: boudoir edition. I want to get on a stage myself and thank Michelle for this elegant mess.

MRod is a butch bitch who usually only wears black leather, gun holsters, pocket knives, boxer briefs, a jock strap and a serious snarl, so I'm surprised to see her wearing vintage Victoria's Secret (and by vintage I mean like 2002).

You know that by the end of the night, Michelle had that skirt hiked over her bagina and downed a Bud while sitting spread eagle like a bow-legged trucker getting a $2 lap dance.

* Yes, I know Natalie Portman thanked a different Michelle Rodriguez, but let me believe.

Couples get into fights for all sorts of stupid reasons. I once got into a major slap fight with an ex-boyfriend because during sexy times the peen accidentally poked the outer no-no hole area. It felt like I got knuckle punched in the starfish and I'm not into that violent shit! I'm sure Michelle Rodriguez and her "roommate" got into a fight for very similar reasons.

Rush & Molloy reports that at the Mayfair Hotel in Coconut Grove, FL on Sunday morning, MRod woke up guests by banging on her hotel door and screaming at her lady friend.

One guest said, "I woke up Sunday morning to the sounds of two women yelling, and one of them was smashing the door knocker very loudly. I peeked out and saw it was [Rodriguez]. She's screaming, 'Open up, let me in, bitch!' If you don't open up, you're not getting your [pleasure toy] back."

And with that, the door opened. Lezzies love their [pleasure toys]!

I'm going to assume that the [pleasure toy] they're talking about is a dildo. But it could be a vibrator, strap-on, chainsaw or whatever the hell lezzies use to do each other with. If MRod was outside of the room, where was the [pleasure toy]? It was up her chocha, right?

MRod is my kind of angry lezzie. I can't even call her a gayelle, because she isn't. Bitch is a straight-up Lezzzie. I threw in an extra "z," because that's how hardcore she is. I bet you that when her partner in pussy finally let her inside the room, MRod really gave it to the bitch with the help of her [pleasure toy].

Michelle Rodriguez is free after spending only 17 days in Lynwood. Michelle was sentenced to 180 days for a DUI. I was under the impression that she wasn't eligible for early release. TMZ reports that she was let go and it's unclear why.

Los Angeles is a great city! If you have to drink and drive anywhere, do it in Los Angeles. I'm guessing they released her, because she won the jail coochie pie eating contest. She ate 20 coochies in 5 minutes! Look at her! She definitely looks like a champion coochie eater.