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Posted on Oct 20th
re: The Crap We Missed - Monday 10.20.14 (11 comments)

… They made a musical out of that film?

Oy. Whatever.

Posted on Oct 20th
re: The Crap We Missed - Monday 10.20.14 (7 comments)

You know, I’m really down with all this new found interests with Jenna Malone.

Jenna Malone is worth noticing; glad the paps finally caught on with it.

Posted on Oct 20th
re: The Crap We Missed - Monday 10.20.14 (10 comments)

‘Thought it was 2014 Pam Anderson for a second…

Posted on Oct 20th
re: The Crap We Missed - Monday 10.20.14 (11 comments)

How can he be at the premiere of his movie, which was release about 47 years ago? Do pedophiles have time-traveling abilities?

You, on the other end, have a taste problem.

Literally copy/paste this from another thread – took me 2 seconds, max.
My day was great… how about yours?

Posted on Oct 20th
re: Jena Malone Is Probably Batfleck's Robin (31 comments)

Carrie Kelley is well known to be the worst
robin of all time… Frankly, if you’re going to make Wayne an old guy, I rather see Grayson showing up as Nightwing.

Anyway… obviously, DC/Warners haven’t yet learn it’s rarely a good idea to jam-pack their films with super-heroes if you only have little for them to do. This thing is shaping up to be a mess of Batman & Robin proportion.

… Also: moo.

Hey, if we’re going to talk in-depth again about the human toilet… This needs to be post yet again:

KIM K, SUPERSTAR

I am 33 years old, but act like a vain and self-obsessed 13-year old. My dream was always to become a princess. Instead I became an anal porn star, but I still think I’m a princess. My body is full of plastic surgery. My boobs, ass, lips, teeth, cheeks, nose, hair, facelift etc., were all bought from a plastic surgeon. I use to idolized Paris Hilton and I would hang on her like a koala bear all the time just to get my picture taken by the paparazzi. I was very jealous of Paris; so on my mother’s advise we ‘leaked’ a SEX TAPE too. When we first shot the video I had my partner (William ‘RayJ’ Norwood) pee on me. Golden showers really turn me on, and I figured that would be enough shock to get the ball rolling. Mom didn’t think it was vile enough, so we re-shot the video. In the retake I suck my own shit that’s been smeared on my partner’s dick right after he finished reaming out my black stink hole.

Although I pretended to be upset by the sex tape, I was the one that sent it to Steve Hirsch at Vivid Entertainment. They paid me $5 million to expose my nasty self. RayJ had nothing to do with the leaked tape. My former publicist, Jonathan Jaxson, knows exactly what happened. He’s one of the many people I’ve screwed over. Money and fame is all I live for. I’m just waiting for him (and many, many more) to come out and reveal how I really am. I exploit my FAKE body all of the time because I lack elegance, class, dignity, self-respect, intelligence, and morals. I really am a very dirty woman; both inside and out.

My pimp mother Kris Jenner (who in most ways is a bigger whore than me) fucked her hairdresser and the pool boy while my father, Robert Kardashian, was at work. Dad was an ambulance chaser, and helped keep OJ Simpson out of jail after he killed Ron Goldman and his ex-wife Nicole by hiding much of the blood evidence from the police. Anyway, the result was my pathetic half gorilla sister Khloe, who is a whore just like me. Whenever my mouth is moving I am lying, as I am INCAPABLE of telling the truth about anything. I pretend that if I lie about things people will eventually believe it. The way I walk, talk, and laugh is fake; and if you look into my eyes you can even see that my soul is fake. I have no real personality at all!

My ex husband Damon Thomas, whom I married at the age of 19 in Las Vegas, publicly called me: untalented, a trashy whore, desperate, a plastic surgery addict, a backstabber, and a cheater. I have no real friends because I have misused and stepped on everybody that has come my way for fame. If you see me in public it’s either because someone is paying me to be there, or I know the paps will be there to take my picture. I am currently using social medias to snake my way in to other celebrity’s lives for friendship and publicity. I show up like a diva to all kind of award shows that I have NO business at all attending. The only award show I should attend is the AVN. I call the paparazzi myself. I learned that trick from Paris Hilton, but unlike Paris I’m too cheap to buy them lunch like she does.

I have NO talent what so ever. I was thrown off Dancing with the Stars on the second week. I made a work out video that clearly shows I’m in very bad shape. I did a test shoot for Playboy, but after seeing the proofs they refuse to acknowledge me. I got a Razzie for my sad performance in the parody Disaster Movie. I should have gotten one for my sextape as well. My song JAM, I have no words for. It is the most annoying and pitiful song in history. I sing like a tone deaf four year old with a nasal monotone voice; very unfortunate. In the music video I shove my HUGE ass into the camera like a baboon in heat waiting to get mounted.

Anybody who don’t like me for the rotten and lying whore that I am I call haters or jealous. We, the Kardashian’s, call each other dolls; and I alone have tainted the Pussycat Dolls by heisting their concept. I pretend that I care about others, but I could not care less. If I’m at a charity event you can bet I’m either getting paid to be there, or I’m there because I called the paps and want to get my picture taken. If you read the fine print from my charity auctions you’ll see I keep 90% of the proceeds . The only person I really care about is myself. I’ve tried to fuck over children and teens by selling them an insane debit Master Card with predatory fees. I was forced to take it off the market after one week under the threat of legal action in several States. Thankfully I found a new way to rip off the kids, with glam silly bandz. Over weight children should skip normal diet & exercise and do shady diet pills or lipo-suction like me.

I stole $120k from Sonja Norwood’s (Ray J and Brandy’s mother) credit card. After being busted I paid her back with the money I got from the sex tape I made with her son. That’s the circle life Mrs. Norwood. The clothes at Dash are pure knock offs from top brands and designers. Neither my sisters nor I know how to sew on a button or sketch anything, but we call ourselves fashion designers. Much of our clothing line is made by underage Chinese children. I pay them a dollar a day to work an 18-hour shift in one of my sweatshops. The logos on my perfumes are a complete rip-off from Korcula creator Lindley Bertin, and Chroma Makeup co-owner Michael Rey.

For World AIDS Day I went off social medias until my fans had raised $1M. I was confident that within 12 hours I would be back. Seven days later I had to be bailed out by billionaire pharmaceutical entrepreneur Stewart Rahr who wanted to spare me any further shame. This is how much my «fans» value and missed me. Not that it really bothers me all that much. Most of my fans are just ignorant working-class insecure teen girls. Most of them will be lucky if they get a GED. I’m doing them a favor by letting them see what it’s like to be one of the wealthy that can shop at stores they only get to read about. The biggest purchase most of my «fans» will ever make will be a used double-wide that has running water.

Recently I started popping pills to help myself feel better. Valium, Vicoden, Antenex, and Benzo really do make a girl feel better; you should try them. Until 2007 I did cocaine with Paris. I know there are pictures as proof, but I will deny forever that I drink or have used drugs.

I have never been single because I am too scared to spend time with myself. I am very much looking forward to the day when my grand children can sit on my lap. Even though they will ask me if I am an anal porn star, because I know that’s what everybody in kindergarten will tell them. I also love to flaunt my gigantic fake hippo ass. It’s my calling card for any rich Black man that wants to ram my ass hard and move on! Evan Ross, Marquis Houston, Scott Storch, Fabolous, The Game, Nick Cannon, Nick Lachey, Tyson Beckford, William ‘Ray J’ Norwood, Reggie Bush, Christiano, Chengo (The Bodyguard is one of my favorite movies ever) Miles Austin, Bow Wow, Gabriel Aubry (only because everybody said I was only into black guys) and my husband of 72 days Kris Humpries; are just a FEW of the men that have ALL fucked me, pissed in my mouth, AND dumped me. They know that I am trash, and that I will bring their reputations down into the gutter with mine. I will fuck anyone for publicity. Currently I’m bearding for racist hip-hop artist Kanye West. He accused the President of not liking black people during a telethon to help raise money for the people of New Orleans after hurricane Katrina. I have had many STDs, but the only one I have now is herpes (got that from Paris too). I am pathetic, plastic, and terribly insecure.

I am a national and international joke, and gave out my own ANAL/PISS SEX TAPE to get famous. I am a human toilet. I am clearly a very sick human being and I am 100% shameless. I am the filthiest famewhore in the whole wide world!

I am Kim Kardashian… Superstar