Showing posts with label Johnny Depp. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Johnny Depp. Show all posts

Saturday, March 27, 2021

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Many moons ago …many many moons ago … Vanessa Marcil played Gina Kincaid on the last two seasons of Beverly Hills, 90210 where she met her ex-fiancé-baby-daddy Brian Austin Green. And last month, because she clearly has nothing going on in her life, Marcil went on Instagram Live to talk about the “cattiness” on the set of the show that has been off the air for decades … specifically from Jennie Catty Garth who apparently told Marcil:

“Maybe it would help if you didn’t walk around like somebody who isn’t liked?”

And, as happens, Jennie and her BFF Tori Spelling also have nothing to do so they took their talk of Marcil to their podcast 9021OMG with Tori muttering:

“What the fuck does that mean? That doesn’t sound like something you would even say. I’m going to go on record that you didn’t say that… No matter how she phrases it, it has a negative connotation to it.”

Jennie chimed in to say that while it doesn’t sound like something she’d have said when she was younger, it is “sound advice”:

“To her point, from what I sort of gleaned… she was in a bad place in her personal life, in her development. Like she was in that place where she took everything too personally”

Isn’t it funny that the girls accused of being catty bitches in the late 90s acted all catty about it in 2021?

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A couple of years ago, at the height of the #MeToo movement, Sharon Stone laughed out loud when asked if she had ever experienced sexual harassment in the film, and now she has a memoir, The Beauty of Living Twice, coming out, and in it, she talks about all the sexist crap she faced while working in Hollywood.

Of course, we know the legend of Stone and that Basic Instinct coochie-flash. She says she was never told that her vagina would be making a cameo, and that it was simply going to be implied that she wasn’t wearing underwear—she was told to remove her own underwear because they were reflecting the light—and that first time she saw the scene, vagina and all, was in “a room full of [male] agents and lawyers, most of whom had nothing to do with the project”:

“That was how I saw my vagina-shot for the first time, long after I’d been told, ‘We can’t see anything—I just need you to remove your panties, as the white is reflecting the light, so we know you have panties on.’ Yes, there have been many points of view on this topic, but since I’m the one with the vagina in question, let me say: The other points of view are bullshit.”

After the scene was screened, Sharon slapped director Paul Verhoeven, and immediately called her lawyer, Marty Singer who said she could sue and keep the film from being released:

“Marty told me that they could not release this film as it was. That I could get an injunction. First, at that time, this would give the film an X rating. Remember, this was 1992, not now, when we see erect penises on Netflix. And, Marty said, per the Screen Actors Guild … it wasn’t legal to shoot up my dress in this fashion … Then I thought … What if I were the director? What if I had gotten that shot? What if I had gotten it on purpose? Or by accident? What if it just existed? That was a lot to think about. I knew what film I was doing. For heaven’s sake, I fought for that part, and all that time, only this director had stood up for me. I had to find some way to become objective.”

After giving it some thought, Sharon decided not to fight it because it was correct for the film and for the character; and because, after all, I did it.”

But Stone also dishes about an unnamed producer who suggested she literally fuck her co-star to make their on-screen chemistry better. For that unnamed film, Stone had actor approval, but nobody cared about that, and the producer hired an actor who bombed his screentest. Then, instead of finding a better actor, the producer put it on Sharon to fuck a better performance out of him:

“I had a producer bring me to his office, where he … explained to me why I should fuck my costar so that we could have onscreen chemistry … [I thought] You guys insisted on this actor when he couldn’t get one whole scene out in the test … Now you think if I fuck him, he will become a fine actor? Nobody’s that good in bed. I felt they could have just hired a costar with talent, someone who could deliver a scene and remember his lines. I also felt they could fuck him themselves and leave me out of it.”

I love her.

So, who is this sleazy producer? Well, it might just be the late Robert Evans who produced Sliver in which Sharon co-starred with the immensely talented[?] Billy Baldwin. I am waiting for this book to come out and I will read it with wine and popcorn and love every minute of it.

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Johnny Depp hasn’t had a great year , you know, between trying to appeal a UK court’s ruling that The Sun could legally refer to him as a “wife beater” … and preparing to go Round 2 3 4 5 Whatever with ex-wife Amber Heard in yet another defamation lawsuit trial … and wondering what happened to his film career. But then add in the two, count ‘em, two times in the last three months that someone has broken into Depp’s homes and you can see he is not having a good time.

Last January, a woman was found inside Depp’s Hollywood Hills home; nothing was stolen, and she was arrested a few homes down, and is ALLEGEDLY to other break-ins in the area. But then last week a man was found breaking inside the house.

Police were called to the Depp’s home by a neighbor who spotted an apparently homeless man hanging his backyard near the pool. The neighbor confronted the man, who took off and hopped a gate, which actually got him closer to Depp’s house. The police were called again, this time by Depp’s security team, alerting them someone was inside the home, and when officers arrived they found the man having a cocktail and taking a shower , and refusing to come out; officers had to kick the door down to arrest him.

Wait, a homeless looking guy drinking in Depp’s house and acting the fool? And it wasn’t Depp? Are they sure?

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After Alex Trebek passed away, Jeopardy! has enlisted a string of guest hosts—like Ken Jennings, Aaron Rodgers, Mayim Bialik, and Katie Couric—but when producers announced that Dr. Oz would be taking a turn at Alex’s podium, over 500 past Jeopardy! signed an open letter to producers calling the move “a slap in the face to all involved.” Here’s an excerpt of the letter:

“We understand that first and foremost, Jeopardy! is a television show, and ratings are important. However, Dr. Oz stands in opposition to everything that Jeopardy! stands for. Jeopardy! is a show that values facts and knowledge. Throughout his nearly two decades on television [Oz] has used his authority as a doctor to push harmful ideas onto the American public, in stark contrast with his oath to first do no harm. These ideas include promoting supplements that do nothing, legitimizing gay conversion therapy (which is banned in California, as well as 19 other states), dangerous “cures” for autism, and, most recently, the use of hydroxychloroquine as a treatment for COVID-19. None of these things is backed by any scientific fact and by promoting them he is actively putting his viewers in danger. In fact, his ideas are so dangerous that thousands of his colleagues have petitioned to have him fired from his position at Columbia Medical School. And what kind of message does this send to the LGBTQ+ and autistic contestants and viewers of Jeopardy!?”

Sadly, hottie Mike Richards, executive producer, kind of just shrugged and let a man who went on Fox News last year and said schools should reopen because the mortality rate among children was only 2 to 3 percent, which, to an ALLEGED doctor is a suitable number of kids dying.

Hopefully, when Oz’s turn is done, someone drops a house on him—see what I did there—and he never returns.

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Saturday, November 14, 2020

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Boy, those royals are a pissy, petty bunch.

Over the weekend the UK celebrated Remembrance Day, which falls on November 11, to commemorate the end of WWI, and pay homage to the soldiers from wars that followed, like WWII and the Gulf War.

But the Royal Family turns up for Remembrance Day ceremonies on the Sunday prior to the 11th, to lay wreaths at the Cenotaph. And normally that would include Prince Harry and Meghan Markle, but since they no longer live in the UK, Harry asked his family if they’d lay a wreath on his behalf.

The family said ‘No.’

Prince Harry. War hero. And since his family is a bunch of pissy, petty self-entitled asshats, Harry and Meghan held their own private wreath-laying ceremony at the Los Angeles National Cemetery. The couple laid flowers at the gravesites of two commonwealth soldiers, one who served in the Royal Australian Air Force and one from the Royal Canadian Artillery. They also placed a wreath at an obelisk in the cemetery that features a plaque that’s inscribed, In Memory of the Men Who Offered Their Lives in Defense of Their Country.

Shame on their family.

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Nicole Young and Dr. Dre have been going at it in court over their ongoing divorce. Dre won the battle of paying for Nicole’s security, but not at the increased rate. Small victories, I’m guessing.

So, Nicole wants a big win, and has asked the courts to have Dr. Dre’s legal team tell her about any potential paternity issues he may have hidden from her during their union. Doh. She wants the tea on secret babies that might affect her coin beg.

Luckily, Judge Maury Povich will have the results … right after this message.

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Well, Johnny Depp lost his libel suit against The Sun for calling him a wife beater. The good news is that, now, you can call Depp a wife beater and not get sued, while the bad news is that Warner Bros., who’d been hoping a judge would rule differently and they wouldn’t be the studio that hired a wife beater,” will have to make the third Fantastic Beasts movie sans Johnny.

You see, Johnny, so as not to bring wife beater baggage to the film shoot, has resigned from the role. But wipe those tears y’all because Johnny Wife Beater Depp will still get a paycheck.

Johnny has a pay-or-play contract, which stipulates that he gets paid whether or not the film gets made or his role gets recast, or he quits because he lost a libel suit which states he’s a wife beater. And, by quitting, Johnny saved his coins, because has Warner Bros. fired him, he might not have gotten his coins, which is ALLEGEDLY in the eight-figure range.

So, if you’re feeling sort of sorry for wife-beater Johnny … don’t.

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I used to think Ivanka was the decent _____ because she was so poised and soft-spoken, but I realize now that was all an act, and she is a complicit, murdering, con artist, grifting criminal just like Daddy.

Fuck her. And that’s why I believe this story, and not Ivanka’s version of it.

The story broke this week that Ivanka and her eunuch husband, Jared, had pooled their children out of DC’s Milton Gottesman Jewish Day School of the Nation’s Capital two weeks before Election Day and three weeks after an outbreak of COVID-19 cases in and around the Superspreader White House. The Kushners took their children to a new school, the Melvin J. Berman Hebrew Academy in suburban Maryland, because Berman offered more in-person classes during the pandemic.

Or were they forced to remove their children because parents at Milton raised concerns that the Kushners were seen at events not complying with the coronavirus protocols that Milton demanded of its parents. And because the school would not tell the parents whether the Kushners had informed the school of the last day of contact between the infected president and Ivanka’s rugrats.

Which makes more sense? The Kushners taking their kids out of  a DC school—close to home—because another school had more in-person schooling, or that the Kushners were asked to remove their children because they cavort with superspreaders, masklessasshats and viral soon-to-be ex-presidents?

Uh huh.

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Now, to cleanse the air of the Kushner stink, I will turn to one Gary Sinise. We don’t get a lot of snark about Gary Sinise too much because he lives a quiet life, doing good things for a lot of folks, notably our military veterans.

In fact, this week, for veteran’s day, Sinise, who runs the Gary Sinise Foundation, partnered with Veterans United Home Loans to help some veterans pay off their mortgages. Sinise and Veterans United Home Loans created the “Make It Mean More” campaign on Twitter, where for every “thank you for your service” tweet sent out, $25 was donated to pay off a veteran’s mortgage.

And Gary Sinise actually made many Zoom calls to veterans letting them know that they were now mortgage-free, and took zero credit for the program, saying he was just delivering good news.

But he does more than that; one of the programs in his foundation builds specially adapted smart homes and modifying dwellings for disabled veterans’ special equipment.

See, there are decent celebrities out there doing wonderful things for others, and asking for no glory, except maybe a donation … which you can give if you want to stop in at the Gary Sinise Foundation

Just sayin’.

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Saturday, September 05, 2020

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Last week in Bobservations we talked about that new book coming out about Melanie* … written by [former] friend, Stephanie Winston Wolkoff.

Wolkoff came to work for Melanie for the inauguration and then stayed … until they had a falling out, and she left, and wrote Melania and Me: The Rise and Fall of My Friendship With the First Lady.

We learned last week that Melanie hates her husband’s other wife … no, not Ivana and not Marla, but the Daughter-Wife, Ivanka. But now we hear that Melanie isn’t Poor Melanie, she’s really an awful person who made her bed, lay down in it, and put her heels to Jesus because …. Coins.

Wolkoff spoke to Vanity Fair about the book and had this to say about Melanie’s ‘I Don’t Care, Do u’ coat, which she says was a purposeful choice and meant to be rude and bitchy. Wolkoff says Melanie told her:
“I’m driving liberals crazy. You know what? They deserve it.”
Ho said what? And then Melanie, who said she cared about children and bullying of children, was glad they put kids in cages at the border:
“They all went crazy about the zero-tolerance policy at the border. But they don’t know what’s going on. The kids I met were brought in by coyotes, the bad people who are trafficking, and that’s why the kids were put in shelters. They’re not with their parents, and it’s sad. But the patrols told me the kids say, ‘Wow, I get a bed? I will have a cabinet for my clothes?’ It’s more than they have in their own country where they sleep on the floor. They are taking care nicely there. Did Michelle Obama go to the border? She never did. Show me the pictures!”
Bitch, please, do not ever compare yourself to Michelle Obama. She went to Harvard and Princeton, is no man’s trick or third wife, and you are a Lesbian Softcore Porn Model. Take a seat, Karen.

Melanie also refused to move to D.C. until the shower and toilet in the White House residence had been replaced, until her office and closets were painted bright pink and until she had a glam room built in the residence.

But the best of all is how utterly ignorant Melanie is, because her first Christmas after the election, she actually sent out cards calling herself ‘First Lady-Elect.

Yes, Melanie believed America elected her First Lady. And she also believed her husband’s pussy grabbing, and porn star fucking and little girl ogling, and affairs were … how did she say it:
“It’s politics. I know who I married.”
Tee hee; she said married, when what she meant was, ‘I know who signed the check.’

And Melanie talked about her battles with her husband’s girlfriend, Ivanka,  over who was the real First Lady. It seems Ivanka and her staff wrote to Melanie about cohosting several events traditionally hosted by just the first lady, but Melanie wasn’t playing:
“Are you kidding me? Seriously? I’m not co-hosting.”
For the annual luncheon held for the governors’ spouses that Ivanka wanted in on, Melanie said:
“We need to let her know that I know this is a First Lady event done every year … OMG. They just want to take credit for it.”
Even better, er, pettier, is that every single dress Ivanka wore by a name designer, Melanie would scratch that designer off her list. And she refused to follow Michelle Obama’s policy of wearing American designers because, like her husband, if it was done by an Obama it would be undone by a _____.

Again, at first I felt sorry for this bitch because I don’t think she wanted to be First lady, but, you know, she took the coins, signed the contracts, spread her legs and did the deed, so let her pay for it.

*I call her Melanie because that’s what her husband called her in a Tweet a few years ago, and if her own husband can’t get her name right, why should I?
Mariah Carey has new, old music coming out on the 30th anniversary of her first album, with the release of The Rarities—rare and unreleased songs from her career—and a book she, um, “wrote,” The Meaning of Mariah Carey. And she is promoting all this like mad and spilling tea everywhere … like if Eminem should be worried about the memoir and their affair.

Mariah tosses this word salad:
“There’s some songs that I can sing in response to that, but I will not do it. If somebody or something didn’t pertain to the actual meaning of Mariah Carey, as is the title, then they aren’t in the book.”
Oh, the shade! And then she dishes Ellen DeGeneres because, well, 2020 and everyone’s doing it! She talks about a 2008 interview when there were rumors Carey was pregnant. Mimi says Ellen was determined to get the news on her show and so she dared Mimi to drink Champagne until she was forced to announce her pregnancy. She miscarried soon after, but says now:
“I was extremely uncomfortable with that moment is all I can say … I don’t want to throw anyone that’s already being thrown under any proverbial bus, but I didn’t enjoy that moment.”
She doesn’t want to throw anyone under the bus while actually doing the throwing under said bus.

I guess there’s more in the book but it’s probably crayon drawings of butterflies and old Polaroids of Mimi taken of the right side of her face only, and nary a mention of her disastrous New Year’s Eve performance because, none of that is important to being Mimi.
This week, in the forever ongoing relationship between divorced lovebirds Johnny Depp and Amber Heard, we learned that  Depp asked to delay their courtroom production of HeSaidSheSaid so he could film Fantastic Beasts 3. And so, while there will be a delay, there will also be another court case for these two wacky kids.

Amber Heard is now counter-suing Depp for ALLEGEDLY launching a “smear campaign” against her, and she wasn’t just talking about the layer upon layer of grease in Johnny’s hair.

Amber says she is “fighting back” against Johnny’s continued abuse, though if she’d just walk away, and ignore him, would there really be any abuse? I mean, these two seem to get off suing one another and airing the ugliness of their love in public, so shutting up might be an option?

When Johnny filed a $50 million suit against Amber—who claims it’s a pathetic attempt to, “remain relevant as his star otherwise wanes”—Amber filed a $100 million lawsuit of her own.

I see your $50 million and raise you $50 million.

Amber says she’s only suing because Depp says nasty things about her while she’s busy saying nasty things about him. She wants to be compensated because Johnny has publicly called her “cunt,” “whore,” “disgusting pig,” and “inhuman scum” and even changed a tattoo of her nickname, SLIM, to now read, SCUM.

I’ll stop for a minute because that’s some good shiz, though probably not worth $100 million.

Amber also claims Johnny “controls” hundreds of bots and social media accounts created specifically for the purpose of targeting her, saying some could even be tied to Russia.

I guess that could be true because we know Johnny spends no time bathing and putting on clean clothes, but I also have another idea …when Amber divorced Johnny, and won a huge settlement, she made a big play of giving most of the money away. Now it looks like she needs the coins and a new lawsuit is as easy as getting a job.

Just sayin’.
After 24 years of marriage, Nicole Young has filed for divorce from Dr. Dre—real name Andre Young—an, as happens when love flies out the window, it all turns to the coins.

Dr. Dre wants to keep most of his ALLEGED $840 million fortune, so he wants their nearly three-decade old pre-nup enforced, even though he once tore it up in a romantic gesture, and even though Nicole says she was pressured to sign it.

And so she ain’t going down without a fight and while they will argue and argue and argue over how much she gets in the end, she’s asking for … wait for it, I love it …$2 million a month in temporary support… or $2800 a day.

Nicole filed legal papers claiming that she and Dre lived a quite high life and she needs $2 million a month to keep it going. She says she played an important part in Dre’s career and “was integral” to naming his hit record label Aftermath.

Wait, what? She helped pick out a name and thinks that earns her $2400 a day?

Yes, she does; she says she and Dre own five homes in Los Angeles, a multimillion-dollar private jet and yacht, numerous luxury cars, and an army of staff including a private chef, 12 security guards, 7 housekeepers, and more.

This is gonna get ugly … let me get some tea, pop some corn, and take my seat in the shade.
I’m just gonna say this … I’ve long dreamt of Channing Tatum as a Fairy Princess and now, thanks to his daughter, I have an actual image I can use.

Yes, buff hunk Channing, with one of the most photogenic asses to ever appear on film, dressed as a fairy—in a splatter paint apron paired with a sleeping princess eye mask, pink, horned dragonfly double wing set, and buff toned guns—to read a children’s book, The One and Only Sparkella, that he wrote. And he posted his fairy picture on social media, saying:
“Guys, I don’t know about you but things got a little weird for me in quarantine. I ended up accidentally locking myself in my 7 year old daughter’s room. And I ended up finding my inner child. So this is what I created for my little girl. From what is, I guess, the little girl in me. Thanks for reading.”
And he dedicated the book to his little girl:
“To Everly, the most brilliant magical being that I have ever known. You are my greatest teacher. My only wish is for more time in this life to play in all of the magical realms we have created. This is also for all Dads that might have a little girl … Wear whatever, dance however, and be as magical as you can. Because I promise they will return the love.”
I’m giving him props for finding his inner girl, but I am more interested in his outer man.

Just sayin’.

Saturday, July 25, 2020

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Tori Spelling has owed American Express a Love Boat—see what I did there? Her daddy is Aaron Spelling, who created Love Boat!—of cash for a looooong time. She hasn’t made much of an effort to pay them off, even from the few coins she seems to get from the annual reboots and failures of a Beverly Hills, 90210 revival.

And finally, AMEX had enough and, last week the company just went into her bank account and took their money out … with a court order of course. More shocking than that is that Spelling actually had money in her account, and it wasn’t just chump change.

As of March 2020, Tori owed American Express $88,731.25. Amex filed two different lawsuits against Tori and her husband, Dean McDermott,  back in 2016, and still they weren’t getting paid, so AMEX took it to the judge who said:
“Here’s her account number, help yourself.”
A writ of execution was ordered by the court in March 2020 and executed by the Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department in April. It isn’t entirely clear if AMEX got their full nearly 90K, but this may not be the last time a creditor get access to her accounts.

Tori and Dean are currently involved in a lawsuit with City National Bank over $189,000 of unpaid debts; they owe $282,000 to the state of California in back taxes; they were also hit with a federal tax lien of over $707,000 dating back to unpaid federal taxes from 2014.

Dayum; bitch better get a side job before she and Dean and their four, er, five, er, six kids are living in her mother, Candy’s, car in the garage of Candy’s luxury condo building.

Sidenote: Tori has no comment for this story … unless you offer her coins.
I love a good cat fight, and, normally, the press plays it up as women doing the hissing and spitting, but this time it’s a decades long feud between Mickey Rourke and Robert De Niro.

And this week, Mickey reignited the feud and on Instagram by suggesting that Martin Scorsese wanted him to be in The Irishman, but De Niro refused to work with him:
“The casting person told my manager that Robert De Niro said he refused to work with me in a movie.” 
The De Niro clapped back on Page Six with a story under the headline: “Robert De Niro: Mickey Rourke is lying about ‘The Irishman’ snub.” And De Niro‘s rep said at the time:
“According to The Irishman producers, Jane Rosenthal and Emma Tillinger Koskoff, and casting director Ellen Lewis, Mickey Rourke was never asked to be in The Irishman nor was he ever even thought of, discussed or considered to be in the movie.”
That’s the latest spat to a feud that started in 1987 on the set of the movie Angel Heart. Rourke said that he looked up to De Niro at the time, but he says the actor was not nice to him on set.

Not anymore; this is Mickey today, on Instagram:
“Hey Robert De Niro, that’s right i am talking to you, you big f–king crybaby. A friend of mine just recently told me that a few months back you’re quoted as saying to newspapers ‘Mickey Rourke’s a liar he talks all kind of shit.’ Listen Mr.Tough Guy in the movies, you’re the 1st person that ever called me a liar and it was in a newspaper. Let me tell you something, you punk ass, when i see you i swear to God on my Grandmother, on my brother and all my dogs, i gonna embarrass you severally 100%. Mickey Rourke ‘as God is my witness.’”
Wow, it must be bad if Mickey’s channeling Scarlett O’Hara.
Johnny Depp’s libel suit against The Sun is being heard in a courtroom in London and rumor has it that his exes Vanessa Paradis and Winona Ryder might testify on his behalf, saying he’s a good man, as some other exes of his have said. Penelope Cruz, who didn’t date Johnny but worked with him a few times, submitted a declaration in which vouching for his character, but …

Amber Heard, the ex-Missus Depp will also be heard and so, mud will be flung. Amber will tell the story that Johnny did get violet, as he ALLEGEDLY did with her, with another ex, Kate Moss.

Amber has already testified that for three days in March 2015, Johnny held her hostage in their Australian rental, and repeatedly beat her and threatened to kill her. According to Amber, she heard from two people that Johnny had pushed Kate down the stairs, and she thought he might do the same to her sister, Whitney Heard and that’s why she attacked him.

Oh, Amber. Hearsay.

Johnny’s lawyer accused Amber of making up the part about Kate Moss, as she had never once mentioned Kate’s name in any deposition or testimony before now, and Amber responded:
“I have not had the liberty of time, space or energy to list every incident that’s listed in these proceedings.”
:::coughcoughbullshitcoughcough:::
You’ve had years since you two split, honey. Take a step forward, Amber, and move on.
Khloé Kardastrophe got into a little spat about money with designer, Christian Cowan, over something called the Kardastrophe Kloset, which sounds like a room where that Klan keeps the blood of young virgins and the phone numbers of every plastic surgeon on the planet. But, apparently, it’s a website where the Kardastrophes sell their used Klothing for Koins.

And yet it seems that one of Christopher Cowan’s dresses that he loaned Khloe—meaning she never paid for it—ended up in the Krypt Kloset and Khloe never paid for it. See, she borrows clothes and then sells them herself. I guess the Kardastrophes are having Kash issues??

Christian hit at Khloé on Instagram, posting a screenshot of his dress up for sale on her site, and asked the question:
“@khloekardashian why are my runway samples I loaned you being sold on your website? We’ve emailed 3 times and had no response.”
A similar dress from Cowan’s Spring 2020 collection retails for $1,950 and Khloé’ was asking for $1,300 for the Kardastrophe stained garment. Oy, such a bargain.

And a source—and you know it’s the Devil herself, that Woman—is saying:
“The dress was gifted to her through her stylist without a mention of a loan and it was never asked to be returned.”
:::coughcoughbullshitcoughcough:::

And yet, oddly enough the Cowan dress is no longer on the site.

Looks like the Kardastrophes need Koins … either for Khloe’s addiction to changing her face as often as I change my shoes or for what might be a long hospital stay in the future for one Kanye Kardastrophe.

Just sayin’.
A few weeks back we talked about Elton John’s 1987 marriage to a woman, Renate Blauel, and how it ended rather quickly because he’s a homo and how she stayed out of the limelight all these years; until now.

See, Renate filed a lawsuit against Elton because he … talked about their marriage. And she claims she and John had an agreement that they’d never publicly discuss it—which she says Elton breached in both his bestselling memoir, Me: Elton John, and the recent biopic Rocketman, and now she wants coins.

Her lawyer, Yisrael Hiller, says:
“The case is about restoring the privacy that she felt was agreed to be protected when she and Mr. John entered into a divorce in 1988. This was the only option she had left … she wants to ensure her privacy going forward, that in turn has a big impact on her mental health issues.”
And so, she wants $3.8 million from Elton.

I guess her privacy is costly, but I wonder why she didn’t say anything before the book came out or while the film was in production because then she might have been able to put the kibosh on it. I mean, you can’t unpublish a book or make anyone who's seen Rocketman forget the short, short, short scenes regarding their marriage.

Sorry, Renate, it smells like a money grab.

Saturday, July 11, 2020

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Today in Pandemic News … Madonna in Desperately Seeking Attention!

Yes, once again Madge has taken to her bathroom to Undress Herself, this time appearing in a hat, black underwear, gold bracelets and a crutch by her side.

The crutch is real, as is her desperation. I mean, women can pose however they want but sixty-one-year-old Madge just seems keen on baring herself for attention because there’s no other reason for this.

Perky breasts and a Frozen face. I think she’s Borderline neurotic and needs to take a Holiday from social media. I will Cherish the day when Madonna Louise Ciccone will learn The Power of Goodbye.
About a month ago, the country group Lady Antebellum announced that they were changing their name to Lady Antebellum because of its association with slavery and would simply go by Lady A from now on.

A hot second later and one Anita White, a blues singer from Seattle, let them know that she is Lady A, and has been using that name forever. So, the group and the Lady Zoomed one and  both made it clear that they’re not going to budge from using the Lady A name and hope to find a way to coexist.

Until the artists formerly known as Landy Antebellum decided to sue the artist always known as Lady A for calling herself Lady A. Lady A, the group, who once said they stood with BLM, is now suing a Black woman, for using Lady A as her stage name. Lady A, the reboot—made up of Hillary Scott, Charles Kelley, and David Haywood—claim they tried to work it out with Lady A but could not and now they would like the court to grant them trademark of the name even though she began using the name years before Lady Antebellum was even around.

Self-entitled country music superstar trying to force a woman to change her stage name because they’re butt-hurt she got it first. Perhaps they should call themselves Lady Asshats?
Rumor has it that Kanye West’s ALLEGED run for the White House is the result of yet another bipolar meltdown.

Who knew …, well, other than every person on the planet? 
It’s all about the green as long as you aren’t racist about the Black.

With reality show “stars” Stassi Schroeder and Kristen Doute getting fired from Vanderpump Rules over racist bullying of fellow cast member Faith Stowers, and then fellow castmates, Brett Caprioni and Max Boyens, getting axed for racist Tweets, reality show producers are trying to find a way to stop the fall-out of racism.

And it’s coins. Yes, networks like CBS, MTV, VH1, and others are working to stop racism from tainting their pristine brands by hiring private investigator, Edward Myers, to pick through reality stars’ social media for offensive language. And to top that off, networks are offering “good behavior bonuses” for their “stars” who don’t post their racist shiz online.

Oh, they can still be racist AF, but keep it off the internet and we’ll give you money. Funny, I thought not being racist was just being a decent person, I didn’t know it was away to make a living.
Although divorced, lovebirds turned hatebirds Johnny Depp and Amber Heard are keeping their story alive by suing one another for every single thing they did while married; seriously, this courtroom saga is longer than their marriage.

We learned that one night, after a bad fight, Amber Heard defecated in Johnny’s bed, and now it’s Amber’s turn, providing photographic evidence that Johnny likes whisky and coke, er, cocaine, and Keith Richards music. Amber photographed Johnny’s party set-up and she also snapped Johnny after he’d passed out post-party.

I don’t know what this is all about, except the two are suing each other for saying slanderous stuff about the other and then go to court to sweat that the slanderous stuff they each said is true.

Can’t they just get a room and scream at one another for ever and leave the rest of us alone?
Apparently one Kourtney Kardastrophe stepped away from her family’s attempt at fame, AKA Keeping Up with the Kardastrophes, because she ALLEGEDELY wanted to spend more time with her children.

Of course, this was right after the show aired a physical fight between Kourtney and First-Lady-Wannabe-But-Will-Never-Be, Kim, but now, months later, and because she’s not on the show and out of the limelight and doesn’t know how to live like that, Kourtney is talking about leaving the show.
“I have been filming the show non-stop for 14 years … and it became a toxic environment.”
Became? The show was built around Kim’s porn debut and having a mother who sold her daughter’s sex tape for some coins, some fame, and a TV show.

It is built on toxicity, Kourtney, and you’re still in it. It’s in your family’s DNA.