This is a clip from Tom’s cameo in Tropic Thunder, which I totally cannot WAIT to see, and I have to say, Tom Cruise in a fat suit and bald and kind of disgusting is like a million times better than psycho scientoloTom. Definitely funnier.
Have you guys seen this yet?
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This is the wedding photo just recently released from Chris Kattan’s wedding to his new bride, Sunshine Tutt. They were married approximately 8 weeks ago, which was apparently about 7 weeks and 6 days too long because they are now separated.
I think this beats the record set by Pam Anderson and that last dude she was married to, right? Or am I recalling that incorrectly? In any case, who marries Chris Kattan when it’s not part of a skit, anyway? I’m sure that’s probably what Sunshine was thinking - that she was involved in some sort of elaborate comical skit, and that it wasn’t actually a real wedding, and now that she’s realized it WAS a real wedding, she’s all freaked out about it and has come to the conclusion that she won’t actually be PAID for her appearance in the wedding skit which was in fact, a real wedding, and therefore she has fled.
I hope she kept the tags on that dress.
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Look at Al rocking the blue nail polish. I kind of never expected this out of the Godfather.
You guys - I haven’t had nail polish on my fingernails since my wedding almost 8 years ago. I kind of have a paranoia about getting into the cycle of nail polish, and then nail polish remover, and then that whole phenomenon when your nails turn yellow because of all of the polish and remover. It’s a vicious cycle, really. Toenails? Totally always polished. But I can’t get into the fingernail thing.
I figured you guys have been wondering about my manicuring habits, so….there you have it.
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I don’t know if you guys have heard this or not, but Roseanne Barr went OFF on her blog the other day, and the victims ranged from Jon Voight to Glen Beck to the demi-gods themselves (Brad and Angelina). And it wasn’t like a normal person expressing a political opinion - it was full on crazy psycho talk. I didn’t bother posting it earlier, because it’s completely wacked out stuff and she should clearly be committed, but today, I am bringing it up because Jon Voight has written a rebuttal. If you’re so inclined, I’m sure you’re all resourceful enough to go have a look at Roseanne’s meltdown at her website. As for Voight’s letter, it’s after the jump. It’s well-written and coherent, which means Roseanne likely won’t be able to make heads or tails of it. Personally, I don’t think her drivel warranted any kind of response, but respond he did, and I’m sure this won’t be the last we’ll be hearing about this fight.
Phil Collins, who recently split from his third wife, has to pay her FORTY SIX MILLION dollars as stated by their divorce settlement. This is after paying his second wife THIRTY TWO million in that divorce. I’m not an expert on family law or anything, but seriously - how dumb is Phil Collins? How do you not get an air-tight pre-nup after shelling out 32 million dollars to wife number two? Just how much money does Phil Collins HAVE anyway? Holy crap.
You guys, total confession time. I was like, fanatically in love with Phil Collins when I was in junior high. I mean, FANATICAL. I even saved up my allowance to buy a Phil Collins CONCERT JACKET - a concert my parents didn’t even allow me to GO TO, mind you, because it was in Chicago and because they were highly overprotective. This jacket was like $80, so it took me MONTHS to save for it. I also had posters of Phil all over my room. While other girls were hanging up posters of attractive men who were on the covers of all the magazines, I was all googly eyed over Phil. And not because I thought he was hot - but because he was so adorably normal looking. I loved him SO MUCH. Whenever my parents were mad at me, I would imagine that Phil Collins was my dad, and that instead of making me go to school, he would just take me on the road with him and I would sing back-up.
Happily, I grew out of my Phil-Phase well before high school started, and impossible as it may be to believe, I was actually quite popular in high school. I know - totally amazing. I do still count “In The Air Tonight” as one of my all-time favorite songs, even though doing so automatically makes me a huge dork.
I feel closer to all of you for having shared that.
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To her credit, if I were training for a triathalon, I would look about 14.82 billion percent more in pain than Jennifer Lopez does in this photo. I look like this if I sprint to the mailbox. I mean, you have to hand it to her - a triathalon isn’t something she can exactly delegate.
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John Mayer actually gave the paparazzi the time of day yesterday, ostensibly to be forthcoming about why his relationship with Jennifer Aniston ended, but mostly so that he would get to say that HE ended things with Jennifer Aniston. Note: there is a difference.
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Heidi Montag has another new song, which can only mean that 1) someone is STILL ALLOWING HER TO SING and 2) God is not nearly as merciful as we thought.
I’m only attaching it as evidence - I certainly don’t encourage you to actually listen to it.
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OMG you guys, I was starting to think Ashley had become so boring I wasn’t going to ever get a chance to add to the I Hate Ashley Judd category, but OH HAPPY DAY!! A Tennessee newspaper has reported, 15 years after the fact, that Ashley never paid on a speeding ticket she got in 1993.
In true Ashley form, when she was pulled over by the cop going 22 miles over the speed limit in her new Mercedes 300 coupe (a gift from mommy), she asked the cop, “Do you know who I am?” Gawd. And my new favorite cop in all the land replied, with a laugh, “It really doesn’t matter.” LOVE.
Anyway, the cop held her license to make sure she either paid the $125 fine or showed up in court. She did neither, because she’s Ashley Judd. They’re still holding her license, and haven’t sold it on Ebay or anything!
HATE.
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