Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Oh sweet lord.

So, don't you remember when Britney was being hauled away to the looney-bin and was yelling at her mom and accusing her of sleeping with her 'husband'? Well, people are now saying that she wasn't referring to Kevin Federline, oh no, but to her secret husband Adnan Gdajfldksgja. Does it ever stop?? I mean, not that I want it to stop - oh no. But it does seem to never stop. Oh, Britney, please don't die- I don't know what we'd do without you.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

I think I love Christina Aguilera a little more.

I love that bitchy and judgmental look that she is giving Nicole Ritchie. You can see it in her face, she's all like "you skinny little hooker, I could stick your entire body in between my enormous breasts and snap you in two. Get some sleep. Your hands are creepy. And you smell bad". Yeah. Something like that.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Um.... what?

This is Paris Hilton's publicist... you might remember him as her mouthpiece when she was doing her jail time. Here he is. In orange-face. Going to her birthday party.

Now, I know that this is probably part of a costume that he just hasn't finished putting on yet, but I choose to ignore that fact and just assume that he is an orange-faced freak that is part of some freak cult. Or he put on too much self-tanner. Eh.