Omar Sharif slaps a blackamoor on the red carpet. Don’t mess with an old Negro who forgot to drink his rationalise juice. (Allie is Wired)
Snooki’s new smell is feat to be the “must-have holiday gift”. I feature twine a turd in paper and you’d hit an equally understood gift. (Celebslam)
Lindsay Lohan takes a respiration fortuity at the morgue, raises hopes that she’ll intend lung cancer and tie the band inside. (INF Daily)
Usher parks in a disfavor space, crazed confusion ensues. (Dlisted)
Muse’s Matt Bellamy’s bandmates dislike Kate Hudson, call her “Yoko”. Excuse me while I snicker. (Celebitchy)
Geri Haliwell designs and models underwear, which is probably the most multipurpose abstract she’s ever done. (Holy Moly!)
Matthew Perry looks inferior same “famous actor” and more same “businessman that got shit-faced and spent the period sleeping in the gutter”. (Seriously? OMG!)
Kristen Stewart does Glamour UK, says she likes nation grouping better, uses the articulate “trainers” instead of “sneakers”. Pff. How pretentious. (Evil Beet)
Check out the eyes of every the men behind the Hawaiian Tropic Team. (Use My Computer)
Tonya Cooley claims she was raped by a moustache on The Real World/Road Rules Challenge. Hey, at least she was mitt minty-fresh! (The Blemish)
Rose McGowan’s grappling is scary at the amfAR Gala. (Moe Jackson)
Nicole Ritchie urges girls not to dress slutty this year, boys everywhere disagree. (Bricks and Stones)
Charlie Sheen’s Anger Management gets picked up by FX. (Bitten and Bound)
Avril Lavigne breaks her vagina. (Celeb Jihad)
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