Make Room At The Children’s Table, Basement Baby!

It’s only been eight months since the reincarnation of Jesus was born and named after a Central Florida strip club, but Hollywood Life is saying that the makers of Creme de la Mer diaper cream and chinchilla bibs are getting ready for more orders, because Beyonce and Jay-Z are having another chosen child of the 1%. Beyonce went to a restaurant in the Washington Heights neighborhood of Manhattan a couple of nights ago and if you tilt your head, squint your eyes and try to imagine smelling the scent of sweat gathered under a first trimester baby pillow, you sort of see a bump there…but not really. Beyonce’s probably just clenching her stomach to push out an after-dinner fart.

Some source also tells Media Takeout that Beyonce is about 3 months knocked up and will have her second kid sometime in the spring and will probably name it Thistle Hibiscus (the color blue and plants are so 2012). But Tina Knowles tells Access Hollywood that tabloid reporters shouldn’t run to Tribeca to knock on every apartment door hoping to find a pregnant South American surrogate, because Beyonce’s Tempur-Pedic baby pillows are still hanging in her closet and she’s not pregnant, but “it’s gonna happen when it’s time, but not right now.”

Normally, I wouldn’t trust one word coming out of Tina Knowles’ mouth, because she promised eternal happiness to Ariel and we all know what happened there, but I believe her this time. If Beyonce was expecting another chosen one, she wouldn’t make it be known by flashing a tiny bump at a restaurant in Washington Heights! Beyonce would stay hidden for months and then on the night of the presidential inauguration ball in January, she’d put on a Lady Liberty costume, sit on a giant bald eagle and wave as she’s lowered onto the stage. As soon as her foot stepped onto the stage, she’d rip off her gown to unveil a giant bump with an American flag (but instead of stars, there’d be tiny Beyonce & Jay-Z heads on the blue part) painted on it. When Beyonce announces shit, Beyonce ANNOUNCES shit.

Although, Basement Baby went to an amfAR gala in Milan the other night and she did look like she was carrying a baby up in her afro….

Duck, Duck, Duck, Whore!

The dude in the tux who looks like he just inhaled a stank cloud of dirty ass blowing at him from his left IS saying it all with his face.

At last night’s BET Awards, Beyonce, Jay-Z and Kanye Kardashian (née West) all held court in the front row while Kim Kardashian sat there like the loser outcast trying to get the popular kids to look at her. This is what it would look like if a celebwhore was forced to spend a full hour with a Make-A-Wish kid and that Make-A-Wish kid was a real asshole. Seriously, this looks like Beyonce is doing charity work she really doesn’t want to be doing.

The side-eyes, laughs and the “if I fake smile big enough nobody will notice that I’m grossed out by that trash heap heffa whore” facial expressions from Beyonce and Jay-Z were almost more hilarious than Jay-Z wearing one of Pee-wee Herman’s old suits. But Beyonce did try to include Kim in their royal Illuminati triangle. It was nice of Beyonce to make Kim feel at home by wearing a dress the color of piss. Jay-Z however, didn’t even try. When Jay-Z and Kanye won Best Video or some shit, Jay-Z reached into his pocket, pulled out a Post-it with “KICK ME” written on it and stuck that shit on Kim’s back:

And it’s a sad, sad day when a photographer crops Basement Baby out of the picture to make way for Kim’s ass. Nothing hurts more than getting kicked back down the basement stairs by a Kuntrashian.

Breaking: The Olsens Don’t Totally Look Like Death Demons

The CFDA Awards (which are like the Golden Globes of fashion since the Barbizon graduates fashion show is the Oscars of fashion, duh) were held in NYC last night and the modern day Grady Twins slithered onto the red carpet to almost touch nipples for the photographers while slyly smirking. I was taught in catechism class to never trust an evil Olsen’s smirk, but these pictures of Ashley and Mary-Kate Olsen aren’t making the slivers of my soul cry. For once, they don’t totally look like they’re chewing on the cartilage of baby squirrels while killing us softly with their eyes. They kind of look like the Marilyn and Lily Munster in all-lemur production of The Munsters. And yes, I’m typing this all with one hand while holding a crucifix dipped in holy water at my monitor. I still don’t trust those bitches even if they look human now.

Since Mary-Kate Olsen is trying to become the grown up Queen of France, or some shit, she went for a more sophisticated (or as my cousin says it, “sophistimicated“) look by dying her hair the color of her soul. I read a comment on another site that said by dying her hair brown, MKO is trying to look like a young Carla Bruni. Ho, please. The only way MKO could look like Carla Bruni is if she crawled into Carla’s mouth and took over her body. I shouldn’t give that Trollsen any ideas.

Here’s a few more pictures from last night’s Golden Globes of fashion. In order: The Trollsens with Lauren Hutton, Marc Jacobs with his porn piece, Karen Elson, Pharrell Williams (dressed like Little Lord WTF), John Waters with guest, Phil Collins’ daughter, a stunning spider woman beauty, Jessica Chastain, Jennifer Titty, Heather Graham, Zoe Saldana, Mandy Moore, Chupa, Michelle Harper and Basement Baby.

Scenes From The 1%: Beyonce’s Tumblr Is Here

To celebrate her fourth wedding anniversary with the world, Beyonce opened the doors to her Tumblr Shrine to Beyonce today and gave you the gift of HER!!!! I see Beyonce trying to outshine the resurrection of Jesus. Beyonce’s Tumblr has a video (above) of her going on about some blue ivy tree (Fun Fact: That tree was later cut down and the wood was used to make the Blue Ivy decoy doll Beyonce carries around.) and then there’s dozens of pictures of her being fancy and rich and shit.

There’s Beyonce on a yacht. There’s Beyonce posing in front of Basement Baby’s front door. There’s Beyonce posing in front of bottles of diamond water. There’s Beyonce on a private jet, and finally there’s Beyonce in front of a MaybachRollsRoyceBentleyWhatever. My eyes did start to slightly turn green like Beyonce’s Tumblr was Samantha Brick and I was a homely ass woman, but then I came across a picture of Beyonce with GOOP. Travel on the East River Ferry or travel on a private yacht with GOOP? I’ll take the East River Ferry. GOOP is a deal breaker.

Jay-Z’s Mama, Beyonce And A Plastic Gremlin Come Out For Obama

On the left is Gloria Carter, a woman who is letting nature happen to her face. In the middle is Beyonce, a woman who officially owns the trademark for the color blue (which is why if you’re wearing blue™, you should find a lawsuit from her team of lawyers in your lap in 3..2..it’s there) and a woman who looks absolutely beautiful for someone who carried a temper-pedic baby pillow for 9 WHOLE months! And on the right is the latest eliminated Mogwai from Gizmo’s Drag Race. The hell kind of gremlin trickery did Mama Tina do to her face? I know your instinct is to throw water at her, but don’t or she’ll multiply!

Mama Tina’s cheeks look like they’re pregnant with two throbbing demon seeds. Mama Tina’s eyebrows look like the hairy horns of Satan that were thrown on her face to terrorize us on earth. Mama Tina’s whole face looks like it’s possessed by the blood (aka Botox) of Jocelyn Wildenstein.

Mama Tina slithered out of her Lair of Dereon last night to join Gloria Carter, Beyonce and Basement Baby at an Obama re-election fundraiser in NYC last night. Inviting Mama Tina to a re-election fundraiser is the smartest move Michelle Obama has ever made.

As soon as Mama Tina appeared at the entrance to the party in a cloud of smoke, every bitch dropped their purse on the floor and ran for their lives! With just the lift of one brow, Mama Tina can steal your voice, poison your food and give you the feeling that her minions are snatching your children out of their beds to put them to work in the House of Dereon sweat shop. Drop all your worldly possessions and save your children!

After Basement Baby tallied up all the dropped wallets, purses, wigs, jewelry and watches she picked up off the floor, she declared that they set a new fundraising record. You’re a mean (and genius) one, Mama Tina.

Sandra Bullock Is Just “Some Hollywood Actress” Now

When Jesse James opens his mouth, either words of shit or a tattooed genital wart he accidentally swallowed while licking on his skank-of-the-moment falls out. Last night, the former came out of his talk hole. The moment absolutely nobody was waiting for happened last night when Vanilla Gorilla returned to reality TV on a show that should’ve been called American Shit Talkers instead of American Chopper: The Build-Off. Because instead of spending all of his time building stuff, VG threw shade at the woman who was supposedly the love of his life. VG said in so many words that marrying Sandra Bullock turned him into a fake Hollywood husband and now he’s sorry for that:

“I became a big shot and married some Hollywood actress and didn’t talk to anybody anymore, so I feel bad. . . I feel obligated to reconnect with all these people and show ’em that I’m still the same fabricator motorcycle guy. I’m not what I became.”

Isn’t this the same “some Hollywood actress” that helped raise his daughter while her mom was off being a mess? Well, it must be freeing for Vanilla Gorilla to know that the world no longer sees the “loving husband” shell he was hiding in and now sees him for what he truly is: a complete asshole. Good for you, VG. And VG didn’t talk to his biker friends because of Sandra Bullock. VG literally couldn’t talk to them because his mouth was always full of tattooed labia.

via UsWeekly