Showing posts with label Lindsay Lohan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lindsay Lohan. Show all posts

Monday, September 27, 2010

Uhm.....

Here's professional hot mess Lindsay Lohan visiting some kids at an LA homeless shelter. It shows what a narcissist Lohan is that she believes merely gracing these unfortunates with her presence is an act of charity. I can't read the paper that little girl is holding up but it probably reads "Can you believe this bitch?" or perhaps, "Haven't we suffered enough?"

Can someone please explain to me what wisdom or guidance Lohan could possibly extol to these kids? How to snort through your fortune? How to take opportunities that other, more deserving people would kill for and flush them down the toilet? How to go from one of the most sought after people in your profession to completely unemployable in the blink of an eye?

Bitch please.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Asher Roth Loves College, Not Lohan

Asher Roth is my current guilty pleasure. He's a guilty pleasure because he's a middle-class, college-educated, white boy rapper. Not exactly the stuff of which street cred is made, right?Whatever, I like him and I don't care what you say! You will not judge me! Anyway,  I'm liking the Roth even more after hearing he apparently shut down Lindsay Lohan.


A snitch told the New York Daily News that Lilo drove three hours to catch Asher's concert in Santa Barbara and tried to get her bony ass on stage during one of his songs. Not only did AshRo shut that shit down, he didn't even perform the song she wanted to try and help ruin. Snap! Like a spurned high school girl, Lilo later took to her Twitter page to say "Asher was cocky to all my friends and not that nice." Ginger fight! 

Click below for Asher Roth's I Love College. I introduced this song to a friend of mine a while back who does not care for rap at all and he texted me the other night saying "Damn you and your Asher Roth." followed by "It's catchy." Heh.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Lindsay Bonehan






For less than a dollar a day you can keep this former actress from starving to death. For less than the price of a cup of coffee, you could help feed Lindsay Lohan.

Where the hell is Sally Struthers? THIS IS SOME CHRISTIAN CHILDREN'S FUND SHIT!!

Question; I'm TWICE as old as Bonehan's little sister, why do we look the same age? Oil of Olay and a good night's sleep. Look into it.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

What Time Is It? Time to Eat


Here's Lindsay Lohan at some launch event for A/X watches. I don't know exactly where this event was held but my first guess is Auschwitz.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

What? Coke Doesn't Provide Good Company?


Bag of bones Lindsay Lohan is in the latest issue of US Weekly, whining out of her spray tanned ass and crying cokey tears about her white trash breakup with peace sign flashing enthusiast, Samantha Ronson.



Lohan vomits to the magazine "I'm not a bad person and this is what happens...I was raised to treat people well, and I'm so tired of this drama." I know whenever I'm tired of the drama of my personal life, I like to cry to a national publication with millions of readers about said drama. Don't you? Whatever. 

Don't go all Justin Timberlake and cry this bitch a river just yet. Please know, she fucking loves it, lives for it. What else has she got going on? Bitch ain't making movies anymore.

Lindsay goes to moan about some party for Sam Ronson's sister this past weekend, a party from which her cokey ass was banned by security, calling it 'humiliating' and 'the worst night of her life.' Being kept out of a party was the worst night of her life? Were there cocaine-filled pinatas hanging from the ceiling? Lindsay says "I felt like I was in Mean Girls, but worse: Mean Girls was a movie."

Speaking of, remember the awesomeness that was Mean Girls?


Interesting when you compare what's happened to the careers of Lindsay Lohan and Rachel McAdams since, yes? Lohan was the big rising star back then while Rachel was an unknown. Now, while Lohan is hocking everything from leggings to spray tans in between rehab stays and DUI arrests, Rachel has kept her head down, nose clean and is making movies with the likes of Owen Wilson, Robert Downey Jr, Jude Law and Harrison Ford.

Pay attention kids; when you're marginally talented at best and are given a golden opportunity, one that others who are likely more talented and probably more deserving of would kill for, don't take a a big cokey diarrhea shit all over it. You might just end up in Hollywood's burn book.

Monday, February 16, 2009

And by 'stress' she means 'cocaine.'





Lindsay Lohan has been looking like a skinny bag of arthritic old bones lately prompting some people to believe that the train wreck is back to her old coke-loving, anorexic hot mess self.

But LiLo says she's not on the Amy Winehouse diet plan. Lindsay told Us Weekly "I eat. I had my Big Mac yesterday from McDonald's...I eat just as much as I always have." Sure. What Lindsay failed to mention was that the Big Mac was the only thing she had to eat that week, that she'd been up for three days straight and that she promptly 'refunded' said Big Mac.

Lindsay says stress is what's to blame for her weight loss. Uhm. Stress? Yeah, going from nightclub to nightclub and standing there drinking 'water' while your girlfriend spins tune is pretty stressful. My heart goes out to her.

Shit! Now I want a Big Mac! I can't tell you the last time I had one, I'd say at least eight, possibly nine years. I used to eat one of those delicious bastards at least three times a week when I was in high school. My chemistry teacher Mr. Pomoranski used to marvel at how someone could eat that crap and weigh barely 100 pounds. "That will catch up to you," Mr. Pomoranski would say. Turns out that bastard was right which is why I've given up the Big Mac and all fast foods altogether. Because, as my friend Arana is fond of saying, "I'd rather drink my calories." Word.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Bye Bye Bye



2008 is officially over and now that you've spent the day with your head in the toilet, untagging embarrassing, drunken and incriminating photos your friends have posted of you on facebook and trying to remember just who you made out with after the stroke of midnight and why, let's take a look at a few people and things I hope we never see or hear from again in 2009 shall we?


Miley Cyrus


I long for the halcyon days of 2007 when I had absolutely no idea who this bitch was. Then suddenly, in 2008 like a horrible case of diarrhea that strikes unsuspectingly on the way home from that Indian restaurant, this skank exploded. Her songs were on the radio, she appeared at the Oscars, her concert film made ten billion dollars at the box office, private pictures of her posing like a douche were leaked, controversy swirled after a photos appeared in Vanity Fair that some people deemed risque, she celebrated her 16th birthday at Disneyland, Baba Wawa named her one of her ten most fascinating people of the year, the list goes on. Essentially, 2008 was the year of Miley Cyrus. Bitch was EVERYWHERE and often right by her side, trying to get in on the spotlight and resurrect his long dead career was her creepy frosted tips daddy/pimp Billy Ray. I have nothing but hate for Miley Cyrus and I realize how completely and totally irrational it is, she's never done anything to me personally but there's something about this little twat that makes me batshit crazy, like Britney crazy. Her face makes me want to kick puppies, something about her mouth, it makes me want to feed her a sugar cube and then punch her in the horse teeth. Her voice sounds like she's got a two pack-a-day habit and she comes across as such a personality-free, entitled douche in interviews. I realize she's only 16 and most 16-year-olds are douches with a misplaced sense of entitlement but the fact that this one has more money than I will ever see in my entire life somehow makes my intense hatred seem justified.

Heidi and Spencer



I don't watch The Hills. Frankly I'd rather slam my hand in a car door over and over again before giving birth to a flaming porcupine than watch this 'reality' show about LA idiots and their inane lives, yet somehow I still know who Spencer Pratt and Heidi Montag are. Why these two douchebags are famous has to be one of the 21st century's greatest mysteries. The only thing more fake than Heidi's silicone funbags and the stupid show that unleashed these two beasts onto an unsuspecting public is this couple themselves. They're constantly staging these retarded photo ops with paparazzi photographers and why anyone is still taking their picture and paying for said pictures truly boggles my mind. The fact that these two are on television, making talk show appearances and on the covers of magazines must have real, genuine, struggling actors reaching for the razor blades. Heidi appears to have the intelligence of a box of rocks while Spencer is just creepy as hell. Something about him bugs me. He's got 'date rapist' written all over that smug face of his. Heidi and Spencer are clearly one of the signs of the impending apocalypse and the sooner these two fucktards fade away into obscurity, the better off we'll all be. Fuck global warming and the economy, Obama needs to work on obliterating these two as soon as he's sworn in.

Crocs


I don't care how comfortable they are, these shoes are as ridiculous as they are heinous. The only thing more atrocious than these ugly ass shoes are when you see ENTIRE FAMILIES out in public sporting them. Seriously, mom, dad, son, daughter all decked out in the same beastly footwear. I'd rather walk barefoot on broken glass than be caught dead in Crocs.


Lindsay Lohan


Remember when Lindsay Lohan was an actress? I loved Mean Girls, it was a fantastic movie and though I realize the majority of the credit should go to the brilliance of Tina Fey, the movie was a real star vehicle for Lindsay Lohan. But since then, this coke monkey has done virtually everything to fuck it up and with much success. DUI arrests, multiple stays in rehab, showing up for work late and acting unprofessionally, hospital stays for 'exhaustion' have all, and rightfully so, cost Lindsay her rising star status. Now the only thing this twit is known for is dating Samantha Ronson, someone who spins other people's music in a club for a living. The couple is constantly in the celebrity weeklies and gossip sites, they're in love, they're fighting, they're in love, they're fighting. The drama is reminiscent of that annoying couple in high school that was always breaking up and making up to the point where you just want them both to take a break - from life. Most recently, Lindsay and Samantha Ronson, on a flight, home from a New Year's Eve gig in Miami, got into such an over-the-top fight that the flight crew asked Lindsay if she wanted to disembark (hopefully while the plane was in the air) When the lesbian du jour isn't fighting with her girlfriend she's engaging in a myspace war of words with her dysfunctional ex-con father. This all begs the question: if you're a failed actress and failed singer and you have absolutely no projects on the go, why are you still famous?

Parasite Hilton


With the beginning of every new year, I hope beyond hope that this year will FINALLY be the year that we can bid farewell once and for all to this useless, herpes-ridden cum dumpster and her bird beak nose, her cross-country skis feet, her complete and total lack of discernible talents in the fields of singing, acting, dancing or fucking (I've seen the tape) I know every year my hopes are futile, that we have more chance of Tom Cruise developing a taste for vagina than finding a cure for this disease called Parasite Hilton but a girl can dream, right?