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When I become famous, I can guarantee on the life of my anally-leaking dog’s butt, you will never find these photos accidentally hacked to my Twitter account: Flashing my Britney. A Janet Jackson nip “slip.” My not-so-tiny Tino. My teeny Favre weeny. A boxer brief Weiner bulge. Barely-legal in the (Vanessa) Buff-dgens. Snorting Kate Moss coke. [...]
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Normally, I like to keep good vibes flowing through me and positivity and happyfuntimesmileyface, but I have irrational celebrity dislikes. I can’t help it. I’ve tried to come around and see the good in them, but it’s just not possible for me. When these people come up on my TV, I scramble to find the [...]
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Much like my Laminated List, I have lists of celebrities I have on reserve for me to bone if and when they ever notice my wit and charm and want to bone me. Naturally. Not so different from my actors/actresses permissions list, I’ve created a list of athletes for whom I have permission to step [...]
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Whine. Whine. Whine. I’m a Twitterer as are most everyone who has anyone who has any sort of online life or is a marketer or is famous or has a need for any kind of attention. I take it for what it’s worth – a way to have confuzzled conversations with other people I ‘know’ [...]
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