Please let this mark the end of their rein of terror on the E! network. Such losers! And I blame every single one of you that watch this trite glorification of superficial fame grabbing and phony familial homey-ness.
Remember, this is a girl that is not only famous for getting peed on, but she stole six figures from Ray J's own Mother. And that voice! It is so bland, so devoid of anything remotely resembling character or personality that it makes me want to stick knitting needles into my ears! Oh, and let's not forget that their so-called collections of perfumes, handbags and clothing are complete rip-offs of other designers. They all suck, and this is the first and last post I will ever do about these leeches on society, which I wouldn't have done in the first place if Kristen Wiig wasn't such a genius.
Showing posts with label spoiled celebspawn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spoiled celebspawn. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Caption The Housewife, Bunny Bath Edition
Holy crap, Jeana was a hot bitch! Why is she here since she's no longer a regular on the show? Because it's a freaking snoozefest without her and her dysfunctional brood.
Do you think Shane likes older (wo)men?
Friday, February 4, 2011
Begging For Attention
Who is getting blotto and putting the video on Youtube? Why, it's the daughter of Mensa couple Frank and Slurry McFuzzybrains, Raquel! This is what you get when you are raised with really high expectations and a zero tolerance policy for drinking in bowling alleys in Orange County. A stand-up HO.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Someone Better Get a Bodyguard
Punk ass Nick Hogan got out of jail just past midnight and was whisked away to a loud, boisterous party at his mother's house in Clearwater, florida. Where was John Graziano, the guy he turned into a vegetable by hitting a tree at over 100 mph? Yeah, I know. he wasn't wearing a seatbelt.
Well, he was lying in a hospital bed, in a perma-coma, missing a third of skull. And no, THOSE DON'T GROW BACK. And you don't recover if only you try really, really hard, and pray while people sing Kumbaya to you. So you better get some serious security kiddo, or someone with the surname Graziano might just eff your day up real bad.
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