Kim Kardashian Is Such A Selfless Soul Who Sacrifices So Much For Her “Fans”

Oh look, it’s a plastic horse’s ass on a plastic horse’s ass.

Seen here in Brooklyn today riding on a horse’s back in front of the cameras instead of riding on horse dick in front of the cameras for a change, the head ho of Pimp Mama Kris’ whore ring tells Australia’s InStyle magazine (via Daily Mail) that she and her punching bag of dumb husband only filmed their commitment ceremony to Lucifer, because if she didn’t she’d disappoint all of her “fans.”

Kim didn’t do it for the millions of dollars or because she can’t squirt out a wet queef without a 5-person camera crew focused on her snatch. Nope, not at all. When InStyle asked Kim why she chose to televise her wedding, she barked at 4 assistants to spread her ass cheeks apart and she pushed this answer out of her bullshit hole:

“That was a really big discussion, we took weeks to decide if we were going to film it or not, but I felt like my fans – everyone that has gone on this journey with me, seeing different relationships that I’ve been in – would feel cheated if I didn’t film it. It was something that Kris and I were okay with, and the beauty of it is we get to edit it. It [will be] great to look back at that and see this time in our lives.”

Yes, I’m sure the really big, three-week long discussion went something like this:

E! Executive: We’ll pay $13 million and we’ll give you five hours of airtime.
People Editor: We’ll give you $2.5 million for the pictures, Kim.
Pimp Mama Kris & Kim: DONE!
Kris: Err. You’re Kim? I thought you were Kourtney. Heh, that’s funny. Did anybody tell you that your mom looks like the dude from Three’s Company? Oh, look the eyes on those 4 dudes on horses riding towards us are so sparkly. I like sparkly…”

No, I’m joking. The conversation didn’t even last that long. Kim really needs to stop acting like she didn’t have her morals surgically removed to make way for silicone butt bags filled with Satan’s coagulated blood. Because in the Kuntrashian world (which the earth revolves around, obviously), first comes an offer from E!, then comes a check from People, then comes a contract from Kris Humphries signing away all right to profits of the sex tape that will leak a day before their divorced is announced, and then comes a completely staged marriage! That’s the equation for love Kuntrashian-style.

Thomas Jane Was A Homeless Gay Whore Once

Thomas Jane plays a Midwestern father who peddles his peen to ladies for cash on HBO’s Hung and he tells The L.A. Times (via Towleroad) that in real life he once took a price tag to his saleable bits and turned tricks on Santa Monica Blvd. Thomas admitted that he tasted man for money when the L.A. Times reporter brought up the “I told HBO, the year I end up with a penis in my mouth is the last year of the show” line that caused some of the gay media to light his asshole for free.

Instead of giving the public (read: me) what they really wanted by passing forward detailed stories, Polaroid pictures, sketches, videos and flip books of his man-on-man hooker car sex, Thomas went on and on about how being a gay hustler showed him that dude ass ain’t for him. You know, because dicks and pussies are like brussels sprouts, you can’t know that you don’t like em until you’ve tried em. And just like brussels sprouts, dicks and pussies are best when served with a little garlic salt and melted butter on top. This is what Thomas had to say about selling ass and sexuality:

You’ve gotten a lot of grief in the gay media … here’s your chance [to explain yourself].
Hey, you grow up as an artist in a big city, as James Dean said, you’re going to have one arm tied behind your back if you don’t accept people’s sexual flavors. You know, when I was a kid out here in L.A., I was homeless, I didn’t have any money and I was living in my car. I was 18. I wasn’t averse to going down to Santa Monica Boulevard and letting a guy buy me a sandwich. Know what I mean?

Do you feel that experience had any cost or was it just doing what you had to do?
You’re a lot more open to experimentation as a young man. And for me, being a young artist and broke in Los Angeles, I was exploring my sexual identity. And probably because of my middle-class, white blue-collar upbringing, I would have never had the opportunity to confront some of my own fears and prejudices had I not been hungry enough to be forced to challenge myself in that way.

So then it was productive for you in terms of self-knowledge?
Yeah, absolutely. It blew the doors off of my conventional upbringing and thinking and opened up possibilities for me that were akin to World War III. And then you actually have a choice, and I chose to be a heterosexual guy because that’s what my DNA dictates and my nurture dictates that I am.

Then is that a choice?
I don’t know. I think up to a point it’s a choice. But I’ll tell you what — it’s not a choice until you’re open enough to experience both male and female sexuality. Until you’ve tasted the food, you don’t know whether you’ll like it or not, as my mom always said.

What Thomas is saying is that it wasn’t his choice to be straight, but it was his choice to let a man go throat deep on him for a tuna melt. Right? Okay. But the most offensive, wrong, uneducated and dangerous part of his comment is the sandwich part. Do you know how many first-time johns are going to pick up a twink queen on Santa Monica Blvd. and throw them a wink as they whisper out of the passenger window, “Can I buy you a sandwich?” That poor john’s dick-sucking wet dreams are going to be crushed when the twink queen thinks he literally wants to buy him a sandwich and tells him to pull into the Subway a couple blocks up. I swear, Thomas Jane is totally whoring for Subway!

By the way, selling ass for a sandwich is totally my new life motto.

Dunkin’ Honuts

Understudy Title: Dunkin’ Dosluts
Second Understudy Title: Dunkin’ Doze Nuts For A Dollar
Third Understudy Title: Too Many Puns, Too Little Time

When you hit the drive-thru at the Dunkin’ Donuts in Rockaway, NJ, you better be specific on whether or not you want the glazed hole and cream-filled eclair or the glazed hole and cream-filled eclair. That’s because one of their employees was arrested for selling a side of ass with coffee and bear claws.

29-year-old Dunkin’ Donuts employee Melissa Redmond was the star of a six-week-long sting operation called “Extra Sugar” that was set up after police got an “anonymous tip” that she was sucking on anonymous tips in the parking lot. The police started staking out the Dunkin’ Donuts and immediately noticed that Melissa, who worked the graveyard shift, would regularly visit cars in the parking lot for a long time. They stepped up the investigation by sending an undercover cop through the drive-thru to try to buy a Coolatta and coochie from Melissa . Melissa allegedly took the bait and passed him her phone number.

Detective Sgt. Kyle Schwarzmann told the NYDN that the undercover cop parked and waited for Melissa to come out. When Melissa got into his car, she told the cop how much it would cost to squeeze some cream out of his Long John. The undercover cop told her it was too much and she got out of the car. He came back a few nights later and Melissa agreed to lower her prices. The cop told her he was going to go to the ATM to get some cash and that’s when she was busted.

Melissa was charged with prostitution whoring.

Oh, Melissa. She almost had a perfect game going. Outdoor hookers are nearly burning their clits off in this heat and forget about selling vagina on Craigslist. That’s like walking into a murder scene. Melissa played it smart. Melissa got to hang out in a temperature-controlled Dunkin’ Donuts and then take 20 steps to a car parked outside when ho shit duty called. Afterward, she could gargle out the condom taste with iced coffee. It was brilliant…until the ho got caught. Her only mistake is that she didn’t shush those cops with some free donuts and a cut of her earnings.

Okay, her other mistake is that she didn’t pull some Sweeney Todd shit. With the price of sugar and tap water on the rise (I’m making that up), she should’ve held on to her johns’ used condoms and really put the cream in cream puff. Actually, maybe she did……..

Note to self: If I ever find myself at the Dunkin’ Donuts in Rockaway, make sure to spit, not swallow.

(Thanks to everybody who sent this in!)

Can’t Keep a Good Ho Down

So Hef teared in his shaken-not-stirred verrry dirty martini for a whole week and a half, straightened up his silk jammies, and got another trick to ride his Viagramobile. Bitch boom bye Crystal, it was nice knowing you. Okay, not really.

TMZ says the new toddler in Hef’s playpen is Miss January 2011 Anna Sophia Berglund. What a refreshing departure from his usual bleach blond bimbo with huge fake tittays lineup! And she’s an older woman, 24 days older than Crystal-what-was-her-name. Bravo on growing up, Hef!!

Speaking of side pieces, thanks so much for all the love today. MK makes this shit look as easy as me on a Saturday night but it’s not!! I didn’t expect so much support. You are the loving jock strap to our limp noodles, and thank you for putting up with this sub-par shit for a week. XOXOXO

These Whores Cannot Be Serious

From one post about a slutty 8-year-old princess ball affair to another. Khloe Kardashian posted dozens of pictures from the backyard party celebrating Kim Kardashian’s staged engagement to that dude who looks like he’s one brain cell away from having one brain cell. This party was also thrown to let Kris Humphries know that whatever identity he had will be erased since none of the pictures show any of his family members and this mess is strictly Kardashian.

This wreck looks like the birthday party Joan Crawford threw for Christina Darling in Mommie Dearest, except Christina was like 6 and Kim is getting too old for this shit. That Cinderella cake is more ridiculous than the fact that Kim has made $35 million from straight whoring.

Those poor glitter ponies. They’re probably wondering why they have glitter up their anuses and have to entertain a bunch of douchebags while fellow horse Khloe gets to drink champagne and party. THIS is the face of a glitter pony who is filled with humiliation from having to pose next to two horse asses.

With all that being, Brucetina Navratilova is looking sexy hot.

The Kardashians Are Working Right Now

The monster family built by Ray J’s crooked dick and Ryan Seacrest’s highlights are on the cover of Redbook Magazine and in it Pimp Mama Kris Kardashian says that they are always ALWAYS always working. For you and me, there’s 24 hours in one day, but the day has created an extra hour just for the Kardashians. Or maybe Kim slows down the spinning earth by sitting on the ground. Whatever the case may be, Kris is sick of people saying they don’t have jobs, because the fact is they work 25 hours a day! Kris puts it like this (via UsWeekly):

“It’s annoying when I hear, ‘What do your girls do?’ Well, first of all, all of my daughters have jobs. They are fashion stylists and designers; they own a chain of stores. They had the stores before they had the show. I’ve been whoring my kids out since And my kids worked from the time they were 13 years old. So to me, that’s a huge misconception that the girls don’t work. They work 25 hours a day.”

They might not be singers or dancers, but they certainly know how to produce a television show. Whether you want to call it talent or not, they have multiple shows on the air. How many shows do you have?”

“How many shows do you have?” Shut your Larry from Three’s Company looking ass, Kris! Delusional hag. I mean, SNOOKI is on a damn reality show. It can’t be that hard. If we got dicked by a D-list R&B singer in a leaked sex tape, we’d all have reality shows too! Am I jealous? Maybe, because I’ve been trying to get Young Rome to return my calls for this very reason, and nothing. But maybe I’m being too harsh on these trash heap heifers.

Saying words in front of a camera. That’s working! Looking at a flashing camera while standing really still. That’s working! Using the ladder in their basement to step down into hell to chant before Satan so that he can keep their 15 minutes going?. That’s working! Hanging food in the trees every night so Khloe can’t get to it? That’s working! Okay, I take it all back. They’re the busiest whores in America!