Listen, I know that I hate just about everything, but there was a hell of a lot of sh*tty nonsense going on this week.
YOU GUYS. JT and JB showed up to premiere of that terrible looking Timberlake/Affleck movie wearing matching suits. I'm pretty sure that Biel is
Single White Female-ing JT and Benadryled him into wearing this mess. I mean look at those hazy ass eyes. Something ain't right. I need to see receipts!
Ready for the ultimate day ruiner? Baby Biebs is now a shirtless/tie-dyed tank dress wearing rapper. I really can't even with this b*tch anymore. I don't want to hear any song that involves penises and Bieber-related things, like, ever.
The likelihood that I might vomit is currently strong to quite strong.
Speaking of vomitous information you can't use, here is the state of Gwyneth Paltrow's pubic area.
Nope.
And
speaking of Gwynnie, when the f*ck did Brad Pitt turn into Robert Redford?
I mean, Robert Redford is hot and everything, but Jesus take the wheel -- I'm not ready for that jelly. That means all of our asses are old.
And in my favorite news of the week:
C Stodd got turnt the eff up so much that she broke off the control knob. Bruises be damned and everything.
Homegirl got crunk as hell in London the other night, and I strongly suggest that you check out all the pics over at
The Daily Mail.
Happy weekend, if you get one of those. Celebrities, carry on with the grossery. I can't wait.
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