Paulina Rubio Takes a Leak

By Lex July 29, 2013 @ 10:21 AM

A photographer caught Mexican pop star Paulina Rubio whizzing into the Atlantic from off her yacht harbored in Miami. Paulina was polite enough to give herself a little Atlantic clam splash after her tinkle. The paparazzo did what any man would do when he has a photograph of a woman taking a leak into the water — he blackmailed her. Paulina wasn’t playing that shit. She’s a gal who bushes it into open water. So she took the guy’s proofs and published them on Twitter to kill his profit potential.

El último intento de extorsión del Papparazzi, una mujer va al baño en el mar. ¿Qué es lo que vale?! digo nada!”

In case you don’t speak Spanish, that means, fuck you, asshole photographer. Also, another reminder to all of us when visiting America’s beaches and waterfronts this summer — don’t let any of the briny get in your mouth.

Paulina Rubio is kind of hot

By brendon August 11, 2009 @ 1:08 PM


Paulina Rubio is back in Ibiza, Spain this week, and she must love it there because she was there this time last year too. I think she’s still a huge star in Latin America, but that’s really just a guess. I ran a search on her to find out for sure but it turns out she doesn’t exist. Possibly because I spelled her name “Rubino”.  I was going to look her up with the correct spelling after that, but it was getting pretty late. I can’t be sitting her all day investigating whether or not certain Latin people exist, you know.


By brendon July 29, 2008 @ 6:58 AM

I don’t actually know who Paulina Rubio is.  I think she’s Mexican.   According in INF Daily, she spent the “afternoon swimming and tanning with her husband Nicolas Vallejo Najera in Ibiza (Spain) today”.  If I were working in a swimsuit store near this and her husband came in, I would fake a Spanish accent and point to Paulina and say, “is this for that dirty beech?”  And he would be all like, “what did you say”.  And I would say, “our beaches are so dirty; people leave bottles and wrappers all over.”  And he would say, “oh.”  And I would point to his wife again and say, “still, I wouldn’t mind getting on that dirty beech right now.”  And it would never get old.