In 2004, when Jennifer Lopez made a guest appearance on Will and Grace, she brought 75 assistants, including an eyebrow specialist and someone whose job was to hold her coat. In 2005, Mariah Carey had her limo circle the block at 2:15am until her London hotel laid down a red carpet lined with white candles and rose pedals because she refused to walk on concrete. Neither one of them is the most annoying bitch in this story.
“Beyonce Knowles reportedly took a caravan of cars to transport herself and her entourage across the street.
The singer, who was staying at the Madarin Oriental hotel in Hyde Park (London), left to go shopping at the famed Harvey Nichols department store.
Which is about 45 feet from her hotel.
Instead of walking across the street, Beyonce took two vehicles full of bodyguards and personal assistants to drive down the road and make a U-turn in order to be dropped off in front of the store.
(She) was given a 20-minute guided tour around the department store (then) took the same route back to the hotel.”
In Beyonces defense, she confused “Harvey Nichols” with “Tim Hortons”. One is a department store, the other sells doughnuts. So she needed cars with as much room as there is in her stomachs. It’s also why the tour was only 20 minutes. She asked “where are the doughnuts” twice, then “no really where are the doughnuts”, then “what do you mean there’s no doughnuts”, then she slumped to the ground and cried. By then someone had gotten her doughnuts, and so there was really no point in sticking around any more.
NOTE - changed out the banner picture with one from the Daily Mail to show how close her hotel really is.
First fist whatever
What a coincidence, I’m am drinking a “Tim Horton’s” right now
and I had a honey dipped donut too.
I can’t really say much since I am so fucking lazy I’d drive to the kitchen to get a beer if I could.
Me too What Me….cheers!
Hey Bella.
Who’s worse, tho?
Tony,
Why don’t you check in, buddy? No tornados, no CB, and I have a decent volume of whiskey in me. Pain killers, grass and Popeyes fried chicken to follow shortly.
I missed Mony! Damn the world!
That headline goes really really well with the FUCKING BEYONCE RINGTONE AD!!!
They’re all whores.
Not necessarily in that order.
My favouritest Wookie!!
Are you WhoDeaux, Von?
I don’t recall him being a nazi, but he did shave his head.
Ahh, the grass and the chicken are going down good.
I’m going to see if I can put enough drugs in my system so that CB doesn’t make me want to step in front of a bus when I hear her voice.
I give everyone who can humor that dumb cunt credit. You’re better humans than me.
Aren’t you an ape with a crossbow and bolo, anyway?
I want to play with the negress!
I have a laser Crossbow, Sock. No bolo. I have an ammunition belt slung across my shoulder, but no pants. Fucking, George Lucas!
Did I ever mention that I never got a medal?
What’s in the damn ammunition belt? Extra lasers? That makes a lot of damn sense.
Alas, leftover Papa John’s is calling me.