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How Quiet Is Rielle Hunter?
I remember hearing about Rielle Hunter’s pregnancy through the drunken, gossipy grapevine of politicos on Super Tuesday of 2008. Pollsters and pundits were huddled down in drab enclaves at Manchester, NH drinking holes to avoid the bitter cold. Dennis Kucinich had just finished some pub beef something-or-other in the booth next to me. Right then, a fiery HuffPo blogger slid into the seat across from mine, and spilled: “John Edwards knocked some woman up. She’s having the baby and they have a cover-up story. No one in the press is saying anything because of Elizabeth’s cancer, but we all know.” He swooped back out.
There had been some tabloid speculation about Hunter before this, but few Americans knew or investigated. After hearing about the lovechild, I naturally watched with fascination as the saga eventually panned out. On February 27, Hunter had the baby. In July, the National Enquirer broke a story about Edwards visiting his new daughter at the Beverly Hilton (see above photo). After many public denials, Edwards finally admitted to paternity of Hunter’s child in August 2008. Since then, almost everyone involved has said their piece, and it only gets more interesting.
Very little, however, was said by Hunter while this was all going down, which is why Newsweek recently penned a story praising the “quiet dignity” of the mistress of a terminally ill woman’s politician husband.
GQ nabbed her first official words on the matter, a transcribed Q&A that weighs in at nearly 10,000 words (that’s what happens when you hold it in for so long!). Within the interview, she candidly addresses the flaws in others’ accounts, professes her love for Edwards, and talks timeline. In an effort to save you time reading, I’ve boiled her tale down to the important stuff:
1. Hunter calls Edwards “Johnny,” which is apparently the name on his birth certificate.
2. Hunter firmly believes that Mr. Pantsonfire never lies to her.
3. Elizabeth Edwards is scary as shit. She’ll chop your motherfucking dick off.
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Filed under: Andrew Young, Bad ideas, Creepy Photos, Elizabeth Edwards, Eww, GQ, HuffPo, John Edwards, Lovechild, MILF? ICK!, Mistresses, Oy, People With No Shame, Politicians, Rielle Hunter, Scandal, Shameful Pictures, Shameless Photo Ops, Speaking Up, Super Tuesday, Terminal Illness
Nicole Scherzinger + Slash = NONONO (squared)
Ladies and gentlemen, a lesson in, um, Physics.
Nicole Scherzinger just laid down a track on Slash’s new album, Slash and Friends.
Worse than the vision of Limbaugh with The RamsAnd we just deleted him from our Facebook friends.
It’s called friendship balance, people! Balance. Hey, we’re just trying to keep the world intact. We can’t argue with science, for crying out loud.
[ContactMusic: Scherzinger Recording With Slash]
Filed under: Bad Friends, Balance Beams, Bummers, Disgrace by Associasian, Eww, Facebook, Friends, Nicole Scherzinger, Pop Stars, Science, Slash, Tragedy
T & Q… & Not U
You know those couples who get together, and it’s like, nothin’ but fuckin’ electricity right from the start?
Maybe they’re both friends of yours, who have plenty of time to rally with you while they’re single. But then they meet. They fall madly in love/lust, proceeding to dry-hump whenever they’re not wet-humping at home or in the car, even if that means octopussing each other in front of you and other assorted patrons at perfectly respectable dining establishments while “Baby you’re my baby, baby”-ing their way through meal conversations. After enough late arrivals to movie and concert group dates, guiltily marked with mussed-up hair and a thick layer of fuck-sweat, they eventually just stop coming arriving at events at all–and before you know it, they’ve just evaporated from your life, like whispers in the wind.
Trust: if you were to check in, they’d be all cuddled up together at home, just the two of them on a Crate&Barrel sectional, eating take-out while watching network television. But they won’t check in on you. They’ve forgotten about you. Wait–actually, there is an offchance that they’ll actually drop you an email at some point: “Ben moved in! Housewarming party soon…” about a housewarming party that will happen never.
These are M.I.A. couple-types. I hate these people. Always down to hang when they’re not getting action, totally worthless when they’re getting blown or blowing. These are truly the kind of friends that should be dismissed entirely. Buh-BYE.
This thought crossed my mind when I discovered recently that newly-engaged Mariqueen Maandig is suddenly parting ways with the band she fronts, West Indian Girl. This–not surprisingly but perhaps more importantly–coincides with the impending end of touring days for her fiancée’s band, Nine Inch Nails.
Suck
Sure, it’s circumstantial (after all, I don’t know these people) but the puzzle pieces seem to fit–Trent and Q might actually be… an M.I.A. couple. Which might mean I hate ‘em.
Let’s see what West Indian Girl has to say about it:
from the very very sad and unfortunate department we announce that west indian girl and mariqueen have parted ways. due to her recent life and priority changes she will no longer be part of our group. we wish her nothing but the best as she embarks on a new chapter of her new life outside of this band. she sacrificed a lot over the years and her loyalty and professionalism to this family will sorely be missed. she will, however, always remain in our hearts, thoughts and prayers. thank you q, we love and miss you.
Uh huh… there’s a lot of fluff and sweet talk in there (and quite honestly, maybe T and Q are already talking babies…EW!), but I think it’s evident the band pretty much hates M.I.A. couples, too.
[West Indian Girl - Blog: Sad News]
[LAT Music Blog: West Indian Girl Parts Ways with the Future Mrs. Trent Reznor]
[Prefix Mag: Nine Inch Nails Not Touring Again "for the Foreseeable Future"]
Filed under: All Signs Point to Suck, Babies, Eww, Humping of All Kinds, M.I.A. Couples, Mariqueen Maandig, NIN Not Touring for Forseeable Future, Nine Inch Nails, PDA, Trent Reznor, West Indian Girl
Pretty Spitty
Some dude on “China’s eBay,” Taobao.com, was apparently banned from selling his product: a tonic composed of saliva taken from pretty girls, after complaints from Taobao users caught the attention of the site’s higher-ups.
Listen, we don’t have any issues with pretty girls (um, my caveat list for the preceding statement is too long to include here), but c’mon, creepos, spit is fucking disgweesting. We don’t want a drop of it landing on our nose when somebody’s talking to us, a big wad of it on the ground when we walk through the park, or a gloopy mess of it in our entree because our dinner mate insulted our waitress. Fuck spit. Fuck it.
But that isn’t what bothers us so much. The thought of somebody ordering a bottle of that bodily ick, paying the shipping and handling, sending over the PayPal amount, anxiously waiting days by the mailbox for the package to arrive, and then opening that package OF SPIT… that makes us sad.
Like, really, really, really, really sad.
Thank bejeezus nobody bought one.
[via Lemondrop]
Thanks, Cecil!
Filed under: Bodily Fluids, Creepy Tingles, disgusting, Ebay, Eww, Gross, Ick, Online Auction, Pretty Girls, Saliva, Spit, Taobao, Weird Chinese Behavior
DISGRASIAN OF THE WEAK! Mary Kay LeTourneau
WHAT UP Y’ALL! I’M INVITING YOU TO THA SEXXXIEST WEEKLY PARTY OF THA YEEARRRRRR!!! HOT DJZ, HOT LADIEZ, HOT BEATZ, ICE-COLD MUTHAFUCKIN’ COCKTAILZ! IT’S HOT FOR TEACHER NIGHT AT THA FUEL SPORTS BAR–WASHINGTON STATE’Z MOST EXCLUSIVE NIGHT SPOT! LADIEZ WEAR YOUR CLASSROOM FINEST, AND GUYZ WHO R BAD WILL GET THEMSELVEZ SPANKKKED! DRESS TO IMPRESS… $10 JOINT COVER $5 FUEL… STARTS AT 9:30PM SO COME EARLY TO AVOID LINEZ!
Oh…right. One more thing: This week’s bonanza will be hosted by Mary Kay LeTourneau, the creepiest child rapist (with the wackass-est hair), like, EVER. And her former sixth-grader–oops, HUSBAND–will be spinning tracks as well.
Um.
Yeah. We vomited, too.
[People: Mary Kay Letourneau to Host 'Hot Teacher Night']
[Komo News: Mary K. Letourneau Hosts 'Hot Teacher' Night]
Filed under: Child Rape, Creepy Tingles, Eww, Fucking Students, Hot For Teacher, Is It Just Us or Does Mary Kay Look Pretty Good For 47?, Mary Kay LaTourneau, Statutory Rape, Vili Fualaau, WTF?, Yuckers
Want to Get a Cute Asian Girl Inside Your Pants?
Want to get a cute Asian Girl inside your pants, but have no game, no life, and, really, no reason for living?
Have no fear…the Cute Asian Girls iPhone app is here!
Behold its description:
If you have yellow fever, this app is the cure!Cute Asian Girls gives you HUNDREDs of photos of the most beautiful asian girls you have ever seen. Whether you’re looking for asian girls with weapons, or girls in maid uniforms, or even just the casual girl in a summer dress, we have them all! Our photo collection is growing by the day and will continue growing by the truckload. Every day will introduce new photos for your viewing pleasure.
And for a limited time only, the app is being offered for the low, low price of .99 cents! So why wait? Get a Cute Asian Girl inside your pants today!!!
And then go kill yourself. In a slow, painful, drawn-out way. Thanks.
[via Angry Asian Man]
Filed under: Asian Fetish, Cute Asian Girls iPhone App, Eww, iPhone Applications, iPhone Apps, Objectifying Women, Sad, StuckPixel, Yellow Fever
My iGirl
Remember the Geisha iPhone app? About which I wrote, “But why stop at geishas? Why not have a stripper app? Or better yet, a lap dance app? Why not have the iPhone also be a dildo? It already vibrates, so you’re halfway there.”
That was before I discovered iGirl, which is being billed on iTunes as “your own virtual girl friend…for less than the price of a cup of coffee or a beer.” You can tickle her, make her dance, and even change her ethnicity! And she’s, ahem, multi-lingual. Plus, as her creators put it, “She Obeys.”
That’s more like it. I mean, sure, they could have taken this idea further or, in the words of one of the customers who reviewed iGirl, “Longer hair and topless would be a good addition.” But this is a promising start toward virtual, convenient, inexpensive iJackingOff! Good job!!!
And furthermore…ewww.
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Thanks, Christie!
Filed under: Apple Products, Eww, Geisha iPhone App, iGirl, iPhone Applications, iPhone Apps, Masturbators, Useless Things, Virtual Friends
Oh Mickey, You’re So Fine
Page Six, ever the bearer of truthful word, reported today that wow-and-I-do-mean-wow-face Mickey Rourke was accosted by Bai Ling at Hollywood’s Chateau Marmont just the other night. In Richard Johnson’s own icky words, the odd duo “made out and partied pretty hard.”
I’ll be honest. My gut reaction was to write: Dude, I thought Rourke was freaking uh-mazing in his unrelenting lead role in ‘The Wrestler‘. That, however, did not cause me to hearken back to his younger, more beautiful days, and rekindle a desire to suck his mangled face. Dude, Bai. Do your Adductor thigh muscles only respond to IMDB stats? What is the deal?
Then, of course, I had to go and do what I loathe most: a little research. This naturally led me down a slippery slope to one of Bai Ling’s online biographies–which includes the following blurb about her personal life:
She is friends with Kimberly Stewart. She dated a play actor in the mid-1980s in China, and music composer Qu Xiao-Song in the mid 1990s, and Chris Isaak 1999-2001. She was briefly said to be romantically linked to Backstreet Boy Nick Carter. Rumors spread that Bai was engaged to him, but Carter denied the rumors, saying they were “just friends”. More recently, Ling has been linked to Dionne Warwick’s son, Damon Elliott, though the two are not currently dating.
ZzzZzZzzzzSo… okay. How can anyone with even a pittance of warmth in their heart (that’s about all I’ve got) look at that sad little collection of facts and not feel kinda bad for the poor woman? Ling’s personal life, despite her fondness for dancing and easily accessible breasts, actually seems duller than Sienna Miller’s mangy hair. I wouldn’t wish that kind of dry love life on anyone, not even this crazy bitch.
So instead, I’m really very psyched for Ling, and happy about the fact that she got some aggressive tongue action the other night, even if it makes me go “Eww.” Here’s hoping she got felt up and maybe even fingerbanged! Anything to spice up that sad little paragraph.
And–guys, take a look at Rourke’s fuckin’ FACE!–I do mean anything.
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Filed under: Aging Badly, Bai Ling, Boring Love, Crazyfaces, Eww, Hooking Up, Mickey Rourke, Nipples, Page Six, Sienna Miller is Gross, The Wrestler, ZZzzzZzZzZZzzzz
Halloween Shame Hall-of-Fame
Dear Bobby Trendy,
The wait service in Los Angeles is notoriously bad–this, however, takes “bad” to a whole new level.
A pair of shorts, darlin’? Is that too much to ASSk?
Eyes-a-burnin’,
DISGRASIAN
Filed under: Assless Panties, bad decisions, Blegh, Bobby Trendy, Costumes, Eww, Famous-For-Nothings, Gross, Ick, Things You Can't Unsee, Waiters, Why?, Yuckers
When Royals Collide
CAMILLA: Charles, dear, who is that gentleman standing next to us in the bathrobe?
CHARLES: You know, dahling, I have absolutely no idear.
CAMILLA: Should we invite him to stand closer for the picture?
CHARLES: No, pet. We’re royals. Also, it’s my understanding that the Japanese have a thing about personal space. Hence all the bowing and whatnot.
CAMILLA: Thank goodness we’re not in another huggy country. Can someone explain to me the obsession with hugging? I find it quite undignified.
CHARLES: Quite.
CAMILLA: I do like this odd man’s “man-purse,” however. Do you suppose it’s Comme des Garcons?
CHARLES: “Man-purse”? My dahling, I have not the faintest idear–
CAMILLA: (exasperated) That messenger bag he’s wearing. The one with the polka dots.
CHARLES: Ah, yes, right. It’s just, when you said the words “man-purse,” I thought you were talking about, erhm, you know.
CAMILLA: I’m terribly sorry, love, but I have simply not a clue as to what you’re implying.
CHARLES: Well. It’s one of my many pet names for your, erhm, you know…your woohoo.
CAMILLA: Oooooooh! My man-purse. Charles! Really.
CHARLES: You know, where you keep your, erhm, Tampax. And, dare I say, some of my things.
CAMILLA: Dear, I believe you mean “thing.” Your thing. Your thick, juicy–
JAPANESE GUY IN “BATHROBE”: Please for the love of Buddha, somebody take the picture. I just threw up in my mouth and I might kill myself if I listen to any more of this.
Filed under: Buddhist Temples, Camilla Parker Bowles, Comme des Garcons, Dirty Talk, Eww, Japan, Man-Purses, Photo Op Victims, Prince Charles, Royal Pervs, Tampax, Tampons, Weird British Behavior
AMAZIAN OF THE WEEK! Shigeo Tokuda
Name: Shigeo Tokuda
Hails from: Japan
Occupation: World’s oldest porn star
Known for: At 74, being the oldest cock on the adult film block. A former travel agent, Tokuda got into the jizz bizz fourteen years ago because he liked watching porn but was too embarrassed to go to the video store in order to get his rocks off, so he wound up going to the production company that made the films he liked instead and befriending a director who convinced him to turn pro. And thus, a star–in equal parts awe-inspiring and eww-inducing–was born.
Click here for NSFW stills from Tokuda’s film, Tit-lover Old Man Kameichi and His Horny Pranks.
[via BuzzFeed]
Filed under: Dirty Old Men, Eww, Jizz Bizz, Old Cock, Porn, Porn Stars, Porn Subcategories, Pornos, Shigeo Tokuda, Weird Japanese Behavior, World's Oldest Porn Star
STD: This Stuff Totally Math-ers
Are venereal diseases like integers?
I only ask cuz like, rumor has it that Tila Tequila and Brody Jenner recently sucked face. I just figure that if one celebutard shoves their tongue inside another celebutard, their respective cooties germs STDs then cancel each other out (like, a negative times a negative equaling a positive), and everybody can just call it a night and go home.
Since they’ve already conducted the experiment, maybe I should ask them! I’m soooo curious!
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Thanks, Jasmine!
Filed under: Burning Privates, Burning Questions, Burning Sores, Celebutards, Eww, Integers, Math Is Cool, Morbid Curiosity, This Is Enough Jenner News For A Lifetime Huh?, Tila Tequila, Venereal Diseases
