
It is hardly to be believed, but really, she ate a big old slice of pizza. Bytch. Ha. Just kidding. Here’s some pap shots of Bozzers at Coachella this past weekend, with Jamers.
You know you care.

It is hardly to be believed, but really, she ate a big old slice of pizza. Bytch. Ha. Just kidding. Here’s some pap shots of Bozzers at Coachella this past weekend, with Jamers.
You know you care.

ok so i had another surprise love last night and that was MIA – she was fantastic! the show was completely chaotic, hilarious and all over the place. near the end she had a bunch of people come up on stage and dance – much to the dismay of security. there is actually a really great review of her performance here that is worded so perfectly! here is a video from last night, she comes on around 3 minutes and it’s filled with air raid horns and just a bunch of craziness. it made me feel like i was 5 again watching a really messed up episode of sesame street! the energy of the crowd was insanely amazing!:

more after the jump…

morrissey in one of his three shirt changes of the evening…
so hello! i know it’s been a while but what better way to come back to posting than with a report from coachella!
it’s been great so far (other than the 3 hour debacle that was getting to the venue and parking and missing 5 bands i really, really wanted to see!)
however, mozzers was in fine form last night and his set was absolutely amazing! anners, i was thinking of you the whole time! a third of the set were smiths songs which i was absolutely giddy over! he asked first if he could serenade us and then went in to this charming man. i really enjoyed the loop and how soon is now which i have attached below!:
he was having troubles with his monitor and hearing himself throughout the set but i thought it all was wonderful, anyway. he also was complaining that there was meat being cooked at the festival and at one point said that he hoped it was human flesh that was burning (which i think everyone thought was just the slightest bit morbid!) princess morrissey i still love you!!! <3
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Whorelando Bloom made his first appearance in uniform on the set of his new flick, Main Street. Yes, he’s a cop. A special cop. The scariest cop ever. If a gang banger or a footpad see him coming I’m sure they’ll run for their miserable lives with their arms flailing wildly because he looks that terrifying.
Internal Affairs this is not. Whorely looks like the kind of cop that would pull you over to remind you to drive slower, and then apologize for incoveniencing you.
He should read Mirandingo Kerr her Miranda Rights. He should tell her that anything she says can and will be used against her on certain blogs. And he should arrest her for her various crimes against humanity (after he punches her a few times in the guts, of course).
Was that mean? I meant for joke.
Orlando, I thought maybe you’d look all secksy again in a cop uniform. I was WRONG.

Lou Lemenick is a very mean person. We all knew that Sienners’ new movie would be quite awful, but Lou had to get all personal about it. This Lemenick bytch is a film critic for The New York Post and in his (or her) piece about her wretched film The Mysteries of Pittsburgh, he wrote: ”You know a movie’s got a problem when the most memorable thing about it is Sienna Miller’s moustache. ‘That growth above her lip is clearly visible in two scenes, once in profile.’”
That is way uncalled-for and it was meant to embarrass Seniorita Hobby Horse something fierce. Maybe Lou and Rosetta Getty are hot friends or something? If that’s the case, Lou is still way off base. Sometimes you gotta just let things go.

Jessica Simpson looked all sad and shiz on Sunday when she went out for dinner with her strange family and her buff boyfriend, Tony Homo. I don’t get it. If I was dating Tomy Homo and Ashlee, Joe and Tina Simpson were a part of my family, I’d be the happiest skank evers.
Nice dress.
Photos: Posh 24

"It's cool how you don't care that I sleep with other womyn and stuff, Randa."
… and not just for attention this time. Less of her to hate, I guess. Okay, so the love train aka The Very Highly Anticipated Staged Pap Shots rolled in like clock work. I did that last post just to hurry it along.
Orly and the Dingo do not disappoint in this regard.
If you look carefully, the dingo is wearing the same shirt it lap-danced in a few months ago. Maybe the fugly shirt brings the dingo luck.
Also, if you look carefully and see the hot red blood on the dingo’s fingertips, you’ll notice that the dingo has not ceased its senseless butchering of small animals; it’s only ceased devouring them (hence the brittle and haggard appearance). Isn’t there always a problem when an animal refuses food? Perhaps the dingo is depressed? Is there a push-up bra for the soul? Maybe Victwhoreia’s Secret can start manufacturing some of those?
Back to Whorelando. Wait a minute; no. I’m not going back to Whorelando.
Here’s some more very ugly pictures of the world’s most romantic couple.

Wherefore art thou, Whorely and Dingo Show? It’s getting lonely in the “I HEART Fake-Ass Romances” society of which I am a proud member. The last time I saw the fake couple in question they were doing fully-clothed secks on a hotel balcony under the watchful gaze of 15 camera lenses; they’re both painfully shy.
I think they were last spotted in February? Have there been any sightings of the dingo and her master since February?! I’m getting worried; it’s been over a year since these two great hobags barged into my life and for them to have just up and disbanded would phuck my whole world right up.
Who broke up with who? Tell me because I have tall poppy syndrome and because I need to know this shiz.

I was all set to punch a hole in my computer screen when I saw this fugly picture. I thought it was Kate Bozzers. She’s been looking a lot weird as of late, and I thought I was going to have to send her her walking papers.
So who is this creature? It’s one of Keith Richard’s crack children.

The paps had the gall to take pictures of two public figures at an L.A. Lakers game and Oliver Hudson wasn’t feeling it. Sorry, but that’s what happens when your mmommy is Goldie Hawn and your sister is an awful actress.

Milla Jovovich’s kid is super cute stuffs.
Milla’s legs make me sick and I should hate her, but I can’t.