Have a safe and happy New Year everybody. I’ll probably see you Tuesday, depending on how many baby koalas I have to save. Take that, Angelina Jolie. My heart is twice as big as yours. Twice as firm too. Mmm, and supple.
If you haven’t noticed, the site has been down for the past 12 hours or so. One of the hard drives in our server failed and we lost all the data. Technicians have been working to get the failed drive replaced, but all the archives and forum archives were lost. The good news is we’ve got backups. The bad news is they’re from three months ago.
I’m going to spend my weekend trying to get as much of the site put back up as possible, but all comments since September have been lost. It’s up to you guys to remember exactly what you said and the order you said it in and recreate the comments section. Same goes for the forum. If you registered after September you’re going to have to re-register. I’m really sorry about all this, guys. If it makes you feel any better the past 12 hours feels like we’ve been anally raped by a kodiak bear.
Every time I visit Rosie O’Donnell’s site I want to drive a screwdriver through my her head. Donald Trump recently called in an interview on Larry King (above and after the jump) and in response Rosie writes on her blog:
so what happens
when u say the emperor has no clothes
the comb over goes ballistic
via phone to mr king
choices
every minute
every day
everyone
i imagine it is interesting
as celeb feuds tend 2 b
so here r my thoughts
didnt watch
didnt u tube
restrict
i have no time 2 make art now
i am only off friday
which is never enuf
to detox
the pipes get full
bits of sludge
clog the flow
so tiny books
now
express in torn images
my inside
i was raised reading ms magazine
i remember the burning of bras
as women demanded equality
in unison
beauty pageants
where women were paraded around
judged valuable or not
by old white men
it is always old white men
they added a talent portion
and gave away college degrees
they evolved – beauty pageants
and eventually – nearly faded away
for good
remember the seventies
a young girl in nyc
meets a pimp
he cons her into a life of illusion
she works for him
no fun – no fucking – no future
she is owned
when she sneaks out -
to party the night away
he freaks
he roughs her up a bit
shames her in front of the others
teaches her to behave
for his own benefit
and just when we lost all hope
cagney and lacey showed up
they cuff the pimp
they free the girl
marybeth and christine
would never
be friends with a pimp
this is reality tv
like it or not
same same same
as vivi says
Only six year olds should be allowed to write like this. Or people in wheelchairs. And I’m not sure what she means by “i have no time 2 make art now.” Judging by her “poetry” the only art she’s capable of making is finger paintings. And maybe that turkey where you trace your hand and draw little eyes and a feet on it.
“I love strippers,” the 20-year-old actress gushed as she entered the famed mammary mecca at 12:30 a.m., and launched into a half-hour deejay shift during the club’s “Turntable Tuesdays.” Next, “She got up on the stripper pole and began to dance with the Scores Girls with 400 customers cheering her on,” said our source. “Then, she joined her entourage of 15 in the VIP area, and got lap dances from many of the girls, including a special double-dance from two strippers at once. “It was hot. But while everybody was drinking, Lindsay was not. It was strictly Perrier for her.”
How could anybody believe that Linday Lohan actually thinks strippers are whores? It’d be like Hitler thinking telemarketers are douchebags. I mean, yeah, sure, they’re kind of douchebaggy. But compared to Hitler they might as well be Jesus.