‘This Means War’ had it’s big fancy premiere last night in Hollywood, and not only did Reese Witherspoon stop and sign tons if autographs for the fans, but she more or less showed them her tits too. Because some actors are actually friendly. Lindsay Lohan came along after that and gave one of her fans a handjob, but that was more because she needed $20.
During a press junket for her movie ‘This Means War’, Reese Witherspoon was asked about the rumor that Justin Bieber wants to remake the 1996 movie ‘Fear’, which Reese starred in with Mark Wahlberg. And her reply was sort of awesome.
“Would he be playing me, or is he playing Mark Wahlberg?”
No seriously that’s a perfectly valid question. Because Justin Bieber is an effeminate little twink. At least Wahlberg worked out. My phone bill is scarier than Justin Bieber.
NOTE: I don’t know why the photo agencies even have these today, but busty internet favorite Jordan Carver got into a pillow fight with some orange girl in a Vegas hotel room, and for some reason the server here won’t post the Justin Bieber pictures I uploaded, and will only post pictures of Jordan in a bra. We must have gotten hacked or something. It’s really upsetting.
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09.08.2011 Reese Witherspoon was hit by a car
Reese Witherspoon clings to life at a university hospital after being viciously attacked by a pack of wild dogs in an abandoned pool.
Wait. Wait, no. She was bumped by a car in a crosswalk.
The incident occurred during a jog in Santa Monica, Calif., a rep for the actress, 35, confirms to PEOPLE. The driver, an 84-year-old woman, was cited for failing to yield to a pedestrian in a crosswalk, say reports.
Explaining that she was not seriously injured, the rep says Witherspoon is “resting comfortably at home.”
Santa Monica police Sgt. Richard Lewis told the Associated Press that Witherspoon was jogging in an unmarked crosswalk when she was struck.
“An unmarked crosswalk”? Isn’t that just “the street”? Reese is a real dumbass. Even if it was a crosswalk, she needs to keep her head on a swivel. It’s not a force field for christs sake.
Reese Witherspoons well earned vacation (that was sarcasm by the way) in Kauai continued this weekend when she went surfing with her kids. At least I guess this is still called surfing. Does it have another name when there’s no waves and you’re in 6 inches of water? It’s more like skateboarding, except your skateboard is the size of a sheds roof, and it has one wheel. Oh Reese, be careful! Many popular magazines tell me that you’re Americas Sweetheart for some reason!
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08.19.2011 Reese Witherspoon is gettin me all hot
Normally when there’s a big Hollywood star on the beach I’ll take one of the pictures and crop it real tight for the headline. That seemed counter productive this time because the pictures are of Reese Witherspoon in Kauai with her husband and two kids. Billionaire actresses who star in movies about guys fighting over her should not look like any random middle aged mom you’d see at your neighborhood pool. This is complete bullshit. Reese Witherspoon, you’re livin in a fantasy world if you think you’re gonna go to the beach in a one piece bathing suit you ordered from Lands End and get away with it.
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Every now and then it’s nice to hear about an actor who isn’t completely insane, or even more shocking; grateful. Especially one who became hugely famous seemingly overnight. That’s why it’s so hard to dislike Robert Pattinson, even though his movies practically demand it. Page Six says…
Robert Pattinson knows how to work a crowd.
The “Twilight” hunk showed up an hour before the premiere of “Water for Elephants” to schmooze with fans Sunday night.
His driver dropped him at the top of the block so he could stroll along West 54th Street and sign autographs.
Maybe he’s so nice because he knows how fickle fate can be. And what better way to learn that than by watching a clown burn to death. On the Today show yesterday he explained why, even though his new movie is about the circus, he’s only been once and has no desire to go back.
“The first time I went to a circus, somebody died. One of the clowns died.”
“His little car exploded. The joke car exploded on him. Everybody ran out. It was terrifying.”
At least the clown died doing what he loved; seeing someone throw a bucket towards him that was actually filled with confetti and spraying him with seltzer water. What a way to go!
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