Ben Affleck doesn't care

If there one thing I hate more than robots from the future who try to kill me - and I fuckin hate robots from the future who try to kill me - it’s idiots who chain smoke around pregnant women. And Jennifer Garner is clearly pregnant at this point. And based on that cloud of smoke around Ben Affleck, he’s either a magic dragon or he’s smoking five cigarettes at a time. I’m no filthy hippy who freaks out about second hand smoke, but I also acknowledge that there’s probably a reason gynecologists don’t insert a pipe filled with rich tobacco during prenatal exams.

Ben Affleck enjoys his scrotum

So apparently Ben Affleck likes to show off his nuts to random people. Christina Applegate says that while she was working on Surviving Christmas last year, Ben deliberately showed her his testicles while shooting a scene.

"They were doing a shot of a briefcase and Ben put his stuff on the case. It was gross."

And apparently Ben Affleck doesn't just show his testicles to women either, since he would actually rest his scrotum on the back of Kevin Smith's neck during breaks on the set of Jersey Girl. I used to think Ben Affleck was an untalented idiot, but anybody who goes around teabagging their directors and showing off their testicles to coworkers is okay with me. Although I must admit, the thought of Ben Affleck's scrotum touching my neck scares me more than vampires do. And vampires are pretty damn scary.

Lindsay Lohan loved by black guys

According to Lindsay Lohan, black rappers love her, which is to be expected because I'm a racist and I love associating black rappers with hoes. Actually, I just love associating Lindsay Lohan with hoes, but if you can insult an entire community, why not?

Black guys love me - Damon Dash, P Diddy. 50 called my agent for my number. He said he was watching Mean Girls and loved it. I was freaking out! The first thing I thought was, 'Where's Eminem?' I'm in love with him!

$10 says that if given the chance, Eminem would do things to Lindsay Lohan that would make her never ever be in love with him ever again. I'm talking dirty things, here. The kinds of things only rappers and male teenagers think about.

Britney Spears has big boobs

Britney Spears has always denied having breast implants, but an old actress named Sally Kirkland claims she knows who did Britney's surgery, and apparently he's pretty damn bad at it. Sally, who's 60-years old now, got implants many years ago and had major health problems because of them and is now warning Britney of the possible consequences.

I happen to know Britney Spears' breast-implant doctor, and I just hope she does not breastfeed. Because if she does, she could give her baby so many future health problems.

Britney's rep responded with the standard denial. "Thank you, Sally, for your concern for Britney, but she does not have breast implants, so you don't need to worry." I don't know if Britney used to have breast implants, but she clearly doesn't need them anymore. Ever since she got knocked up, her knockers have been pretty knockerific. And by knockerific, I mean monstrously huge. God bless pregnancy. Wait, did I say prengancy? I meant huge breasts.

Wilmer Valderrama is mind boggling

Lindsay Lohan claims she split with Wilmer Valderrama because she couldn't handle all his flirting, but doesn't make much sense because we're talking about freaking Fez here.

Wilmer was my first love. But the timing was bad. And there were all these girls around; he would flirt with them. And I couldn't handle that. I really didn't trust him. So that was hard too. My life was too out of order. I was too depressed. I was too concerned with Wilmer this, Wilmer that.

Fez must be some kind of sorceror, because there's no other explanation for how he managed to date Lindsay Lohan and Mandy Moore and then make them believe that they had a good thing going. That would be like McDonald's serving me freshly pooed poo, and then me getting upset because it wasn't pooey enough. Okay, that was a pretty weird analogy but you get what I'm saying: McDonald's serves poo. Feces, man. Feces.

Jenn Rivell lied about Jessica Simpson

According to Radar Online, the phone call Jenn Rivell made to a Philadelphia radio station two weeks ago was a scam orchestrated by both Rivell and Bam Margera.

Jennifer and Bam were holding out for the highest bidder,”

says a source close to the former couple, who, we hear, are in on their
“feud” together … Star shelled out $8,000 for “exclusive
interviews” with Margera and Rivell in the latest issue, on stands
today … A source close to the Jackass alum says that on April 19 — the
night of Simpson’s supposed infidelity — Margera went back with Jessica
and 10 other pals to Simpson’s parents’ house in L.A. after partying …

at The Roxy until 2 a.m. … "Everyone slept at Jessica’s,” says the
source, “but no one slept with Jessica, except maybe her little dog.”

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about quality relationships, it’s that nothing brings a couple together like lying about drunken infidelity on the radio for money. One of my Dr. Phil books even has a whole chapter called “Lie About Drunken Infidelity on the Radio for Money and Feel the Love Grow”. I didn’t read that chapter, cause I think I got the gist of it from the title, but I bet there are some pretty good ideas in there, cause who knows more about steamy relationships than Dr. Phil. Man that guy is hot!