By Lex October 01, 2014 @ 10:02 AM
The best thing about these inane Parisian fashion shows is seeing tons and tons of half-naked models. That and the fresh baguettes and the discounted admission fees to the French Museum of Epic Surrenders. Also the saucy river whores will snuff out their cigarettes before rim jobs if you speak just enough French to say tar irritates my rectum. But mostly it’s the tits.
Miranda Kerr was under the press gun in Paris because Justin Bieber who she might have let finger her snatch at an after party was roaming around Paris with Selena Gomez, who her ex-husband fucked for Shakespearean style revenge. There was also that nerd fight at Cannes between Justin and Orlando that ended when each side produced a doctor’s note showing they suffer from low muscle tone. It’s like high school band drama, except everybody’s got professionals helping them hide their acne. Miranda immediately changed the subject by wearing a super revealing dress. Nice tits mean you never have to raise your voice.
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By Lex October 01, 2014 @ 9:39 AM
You’ve just got to see my vacation photos. There’s me in my bikini. Me in my bikini on the beach. Me in my fabulous beachwear. Me kicking sand. There’s me being playful in my beachwear but in the cabana so no sand. Take a seat. I’ve got five more albums. Who wants a vegan lemon drop?
Beyonce’s Wonder of Me life tour continued with her curated photos of her weekend family vacation somewhere in the nation of France. Beyonce surpasses even Disney Annual pass holders in ratio of selfies taken on holiday. The Disney nerds are often alone, so they have an excuse. Beyonce threw in a couple photos of her stripper named baby that were Skyped in from her toddler labor and makeup camp in Greenland. But mostly the photos showed Beyonce posing with her legs together so she didn’t need to tip a dude from the Marseilles University of Phoenix to Photoshop in a decent gap. I’d be lying if I didn’t say Beyonce seems to be living the life. It’d be nice to see the superstar going into the schools and inspiring slow-witted children to dream big. Nobody ever gives rousing speeches in the summer remedial classes. It’s time.
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By Matt October 01, 2014 @ 8:11 AM
Stella McCartney got a lot of heat from her Instagram followers after posting a photo of a sickly looking model who probably needs a steak sandwich or twenty. Somebody’s got to sell the McCartney’s Summer 2015 collection of overpriced crap. A portion of the proceeds go to charity, although a larger portion go to McCartney’s third mortgage. After the post many of Stella’s followers freaked out and started a campaign to unfollow her on Instagram, the modern equivalent of being Ghandi for about four seconds. McCartney took the offending photo down and replaced it with a hotter model wearing the same shitty garment. Suck on that, haters.
Usually people who taunt a girl for being too skinny are bored fat chicks who think curves means you eat ice cream for lunch. Sometimes also their boyfriends who love the feeling of being smothered during sex because of something horrible that happened in their childhood. I rarely find myself on the boney chick shaming side, but clearly something other than this girl’s shoulders is askew. It’s possible this rail thin E.T. scarfs down three Denny’s Grand Slam breakfasts with a 900-calorie Jamba Juice finisher by eight am. But even more possible she exists on the small arthropods she can pick clean from the leaves in her live-in terrarium. It’s probably too late to get back the dough her parents paid to secrete her in a cargo container at age fourteen, but it’s never too late to pick her up and beat the crap out of Stella McCartney with her crumbly bones.
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By Matt October 01, 2014 @ 7:45 AM
The NFL said the Kansas City Chiefs’ Husain Abdullah should not have gotten a penalty flag for Unsportsmanlike Conduct when he slid to his knees for a quick Muslim prostration end zone celebration on Monday Night Football. The league issued a statement clarifying their policy of being completely whitewashed and pussified, yet somehow chalk full of violent criminals:
“The officiating mechanic in this situation is not to flag a player who goes to the ground as part of religious expression, and as a result, there should have been no penalty on the play.”
Religious expressions are fine. It’s the sliding where you get the infraction. You can score a touchdown, imitate the beheading of a Western journalist, and yell death to America, just no fucking sliding. It’s bad for the turf. In general, players are encouraged to wait until after the game and properly celebrate by popping off rounds in a nightclub. Abdullah agreed with the league and found a way to make his religious expression conform technically to the NFL’s policy of making their players appear as soulless drones:
“The prostration is all right. It’s the slide. Come to a full stop, get down, make the prostration, get up and get out.”
Abdullah is taking the inconsequential incident in stride, proving all Muslims are not insane extremists looking to twist everything into an assault on their faith. Also that my ignorant Muslim beheading stereotype was pretty out of bounds. Only a minuscule fraction of Muslims have any interest in beheading you. Though if you happen to run into one, those remote stats probably won’t offer you much consolation.
Tom Brady’s god Jesus was not available for comment on why he allowed the pick six in the first place.
By Matt October 01, 2014 @ 7:11 AM
Lacey Chabert voiced the role of Meg Griffin the first season of Family Guy but left under unexplained circumstances. She was replaced by Mila Kunis who has helped entertain stoned high school freshmen ever since. Chabert claims she voluntarily left after the first season:
“I actually left the show of my own accord. And only because I was in school and doing Party Of Five at the time. But I think the show is hilarious, and don’t have a grudge against her at all. I think she’s a great actress.”
Nobody leaves a voiceover gig on their own accord. You show up to a sound booth a couple hours a week in sweatpants and wait for never-ending checks to arrive in your mailbox. Dudes with throat cancer will try to voice that shit through their stoma to keep the easy money rolling in. Seth MacFarlane chimed in with a vague recollection of the ordeal:
“I think there was a mistake in her contract, and I guess she had not intended to be involved for, like, the full run of the show. I don’t even remember. To be honest, I don’t really, to this day, know what it was. It was nothing –- there was no tension or anything.”
That makes sense. A small, irrevocable clerical error in Chabert’s contract led to her being ousted from a successful show she kind of wanted no part in anyhow, Maybe her cousin had a lead in for her on assistant manager gig at Chili’s in Century City. Or, you know, Seth McFarlane tried to fuck her and she declined. Consider that just a personal theory among friends. You shouldn’t really speculate when it comes to jobs at Chili’s.
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By Matt October 01, 2014 @ 6:36 AM
The Secret Service has taken a bad rap in recent years for banging prostitutes and getting wasted and not shooting Justin Bieber and burying him quietly in the Mojave desert. In recent weeks, knife wielding crazies seem to be trespassing into the White House with about as much difficulty as sneaking into a high school kegger. It’s possible the bell rang at Secret Service class before the teacher could answer, ‘And then what do we do if somebody climbs over the fence?’
A new report states the President rode an elevator earlier this month with an armed security contractor with three criminal convictions who was antagonizing the President and his entourage with his cell phone camera. People with criminal convictions are not supposed to be anywhere near the President, unless of course they’re members of his cabinet or Congressmen visiting from The Hill. And I’m pretty sure that rule goes double for convicted criminals carrying concealed hand guns.
It’s unclear how the Secret Service allowed this guy to share an elevator ride with the Commander in Chief. Maybe he slipped one of the agents some Taylor Swift tickets for his daughter in exchange for the once in a lifetime experience of going up and down with Barack. The President has to be a bit concerned with how poorly his human shield is protecting him these days. If I were Obama I’d swear in a a band of trained ninjas to shadow me in case my first line of defense starts tipping sizzurp and falling asleep on watch again. These wackadoos trying to get Obama might slip past a few hungover Federal agents, but they’re not surviving the throwing stars and blow guns.
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By Matt October 01, 2014 @ 6:15 AM
Amber Rose reportedly walked in on Wiz Khalifa banging twin sisters in their house, which was against their marital vows or something. This is according to DJ Peter Rosenberg, who claims Rose is a friend of his and also acknowledges being a bitchy little gossip queen. Rosenberg says Khalifa’s people spun the story a different way to make him seem less at fault. Those reps should have factored in the street points involved with bedding nubile young ebony twins. Rosenberg explained how it went down, most likely while nursing a four inch woody:
“Amber walked in on him with two women at the same time. Twins, twin sisters, twin biological sisters.”
Twin biological sisters is pretty freaking well played. Step sisters or soul sisters would’ve been like learning Santa didn’t really come down your chimney to leave you that firetruck. These chicks once shared an egg. Now they’re sharing your cock. That’s primal and crudely triumphant. Marriage is a sacred union, but sometimes you have to weigh your options. Especially when you are a straight guy married to a dude named Amber.
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By Lex September 30, 2014 @ 3:38 PM
You know what’s thrice as likely to kill you than Ebola? Try Amanda Bynes off her psych meds and circling the city in her death beemer. Amanda’s anorexic parents said they thought she fled for New York after their conservatorship was lifted and only found out she was still local when they heard she was arrested for DUI in L.A. on Sunday. I guess that sort of defines the term cold comfort. Why they never reported their unhinged daughter was blasting like a schizo rocket back to New York to wreak havoc is still unexplained. It’s not like the scientists in Godzilla forgot to inform authorities that a 30-story nuclear charged reptile was headed for San Francisco. You’ve got some social responsibility to warn people about cataclysmic shit, even if deep down these two monsters are just well meaning sweethearts who got pushed into show business way too early.
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