
Pajiba Love
The Paris and Britney BFF-Tour 2006 is still raging, full-steam. Next stop: a cavernous hole of public apathy. (Yeeeah!)
The Michael Richards saga continues — he’s now seeking salvation from Jesse Jackson, who freakin’ always gives it. I love and respect Jesse, but he doesn’t have to be the goddamn repository for white apologia, does he? (MetaDish)
Holy Shit! They put gasoline in cocaine, people. Gasoline! Do you know what that does to a perfectly nice starlet nostril? (CityRag)
Celebrity graves, y’all. Dig it. (Celebitchy)
Pam and Kid Rock are splitsville — damn kids just couldn’t work it out. At least they didn’t give up quickly. (MollyGood)
A certain pop artist ain’t so happy she’s getting shown up by an “American Idol” castoff. But, damn — that castoff knows how to carry a tune. (IDLYITW)
Pajiba Love | November 27, 2006 | Comments (2)
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Posted by: ormond at November 27, 2006 10:46 PM
So, with the cocaine. How does that affect the price at the pump?