New Peaches People

Here is the latest video from Peaches. So suck on your titties and check out her Chrissy behind in "Lose You".

It's sort of sounds like Stacey Q, the 80's pop queen, aka the love of my life.

The song below is heaven.

Heidi's Stomach Is Trying To Quit That Bitch

For the bazillionth time, Heidi and Spencer Prick are trying to get out of Costa Rica and back to papparazzi lined streets of LA.

This time, Helium Head Heidi is claiming that she has a gastric ulcer. Turns out Heidi couldn't even stomach herself any longer.

I don't know whether I feel bad for Heidi or the ulcer?

I don't know what to say about these two. I don't feel like any sort of logical reaction will make any sense to them. Heidi and Spencer only react in one way to anything. Spencer plots revenge while Heidi has the Andy Griffith theme song on repeat in her head.

I Like This

Welcome to another episode of "I Like This"

Today's "I Like This" Is about Korean Pop Girl Group "Wonder Girls" and the video and song "Nobody"

They are cool.

Kill Bill... But If You Don't, He'll Kill Himself

David Carradine, of Kung-Fu and Kill Bill fame, died a couple of days ago in a Thailand hotel.

Some reports say he committed suicide (SUCIO!) while others report that Carradine died in pursuit of the perfect orgasm.

The Bangkok Post reported that his body was found curled up in the wardrobe with a shoelace tied around his genitals and neck.

While a police official said he was found in his closet, hanged.

I don't know who to believe, but what I would like to know is:

What are the odds of surviving that kind of sexy times?

Anybody ever try it? I'll bet that's what Jon Gosselin gets off to. He probably wasn't into it until Kate had all those babies and got all crazy in the brains.

(If you didn't know, Kate's brains don't exist in her skull like everyone else. They are actually external and in the shape of a dead possum which doubles as her hair.)

Tranny's Sloppy Seconds Impregnates Oscar Winner

The tubby man with the jerry curl spikes to your left is not only Jennifer Hudson's Hubby-to-be, but he's also the father of her baby to be.

Yes, oscar-winner and foodie Jennifer Hudson is bearing the fruit of Punk from I Love New York 2's loins.

David Otunga (Punk) is one lucky bastard.

And fortunately for his future offspring, he/she won't be a bastard. Hudson and Punk are also engaged.

This must give all sorts of hope to all the skank rejects of Rock of Love and the man hoes of I Love Daisy and I Love New York... especially after that disappointing realization that they will inevitably face when they realize they contracted
Herpes, Syphillis, Crabs, and gangrene peens and chi chis.

The Funky Fresh Latin Grooves Of The 90's

OMC - How Bizarre

The only thing that is bizarre is this fucking song. Is it rap? Is it R n B? Is it latin music?

WTF is it.

It's Bizarre.

How fucking bizarre it is.


Quien se cree este hombre. H

Lindsay Lohan: Star or Slut?

You have to admit one thing when it comes to Lindsay Lohan: She's famous. Hounded by the paps day in and day out as she parties with her token red bull (or coke) and that "I'm the fucking shit" look on her freckled face.

She's an exotic beauty in the entertainment industry: deep red hair and freckles, she's a ginger by all accounts. So how did she become the "lindsay" to beat all other Lindsays? How did she make people care about her life?

Bein a bitch.

Shit, straight up.. This ho is a brokeback motha fuckin slim-pickin afta centric weave lady.

Stop doing drugs. Or don't.

But please... Stop bein a fuckin crazy bitch, lIndsay.

The Dog's Speak Out

I saw this little gem of a picture on another blog and I felt that it was the perfect answer from the dogs in the world to the LOLcats of the world.

I Lost My Cabeza For A Minute

I don't know what was wrong with me, but there is only one picture of a cat in a funny position that can fill the void in my peen. (oww.)

And that is you Cheesecat.
xoxoxoxo

Fascinating Cat, It's not that I don't love you, I just love Cheesecat more.

Can I Get A FUCKING DUH!

Umm.. I'm not even sure this post, or this story was necessary. If you've ever even caught a glimpse of American Idol, you can see the sunshine Vicodin haze that gathers around Paula.

I always assumed that there was some sort of morphine drip underneath the judging table, or some smashed up good stuff in her COCA COLA cup.

Paula is now admitting that she had a problem with painkillers (which we ALL new), and is blaming all of her "HEY PAULA: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU" antics on that.

C'mon. This woman has Never been drunk before! Still, I don't think she's ever been sober either.

Love you Paula.