For me, Fridays have become synonymous with waking up, running to my lap top like a kid on Xmas morning and refreshing Kanye West’s website over and over until there is a new free song to download. Kanye West has dropped 10 brand new songs thus far since he started “G.O.O.D. Fridays.”
Well, this Friday morning was a little different…instead of a free song, I saw a free picture of Kanye’s penis. MediaTakeOut has the pix here. (be sure to scroll all the way down)
I guess Kanye didn’t lie in his Runaway song when he rapped:
Just like the theory of evolution – from apes to humans, the evolution of Halloween costumes baffles me. How do the female species go from cute little witches to Naughty (insert any occupation here).
Laura Bush revealed to Yahoo News that George W’s favorite iPad app is Scrabble.
Laura is pissed because she now comes THIRD on George’s list of things to play with during his retirement. Scrabble, his toy soldiers, and lastly Laura.
Her Bush complained:
Dear George W, it’s nice to know that being America’s President has inspired you to learn some new words and expand your vocabulary. Just so you know, your infatuation with Scrabble might have been more useful during your presidency.
P.S. I hope somebody told him that inventing new words does not get you points on Scrabble…
Well, well, well, PETA is offering to help Linday Lohan pay her rehab bill after rumors began to circulate that Lohan is in financial debt and is figuring out how to afford her $50,000 Betty Ford Center stay. PETA has offered the actress $20,000 in exchange for Lohan to become a vegetarian.
Michelle Cho, the head of PETA has reached out to Lohan with the conditions that Lindsay will get $10,000 if she decides to be vegan only during her stay at Betty Ford, but will receive the full amount if she sticks to the plan for a year after she completes treatment.
I personally think Cho is evil and wants Lindsay to get a D on her Vegan test, because you and I both know as soon as Lindsay gets out of rehab, she will order a nice big, fat juicy steak, use the steak knife to chop up some fine Grade-A cocaine, sprinkle that shit on her steak and then fail both her drug and vegan tests.
My new reaction to everything I hear and see this week, ever since I heard Kanye West’s new song So Appalled, is “Fucking Ridiculous.”The Kardashian clan has taken shit to a whole new level when today Khloe announced on her blog the launch of their very own customized Kardashian Prepaid Mastercard! Really? Must be nice to make shit up for a living. This shit is Fucking Ridiculous.
Susan Bellflower, whoever you are, I support your hater comment:
I fucking love this woman!! Last night after Audrina Patridge was kicked off Dancing with the Stars, Mama Patridge drowned her sorrows in a few glasses of wine, put on her best Michael Lohan show and got to talking to the Paps. Mama Patridge’s daughter got famous for being on MTV’s “reality” scripted show called The Hills. Earlier today, it was announced that Audrina will now star in her own reality show on VH1 that revolves around following Audrina and her family as they navigate through celebrity and Hollywood.
When I first read these news, I really didn’t want to make any comments as I didn’t see it necessary to write about another failed reality show. However, now that I’ve seen the real Star, Mama Patridge, I am beyond ecstatic to glue my ass to the couch and watch this hot mess.
Here are a few of my personal favorite lines from Mama Patridge’s classy mouth:
“Fuck the Hills.”
“Fucking Hills girls, Hills tramps, my baby is a star. She is the only one that has some class.”
“Lauren Conrad, that bitch wants to bring it on. Fucking lets go.”
“I might have drank..”
“Fuck you, she’s no second hand actress. She rocks.”
“I don’t care if I’m an ass. I’m gonna be on TV soon baby, you better look for me cuz I’ll be on a reliaty show with my daughter. We are gonna kick ass and show how the real American, all American family lives.”
Please VH1, hurry up and enlighten us about how a real American family lives!! I CAN’T FUCKING WAIT. Marking my calendar now.
Blame it on the Goose