The Jonas Brothers are audibly dull and narcoleptically captavating, when trapped in an uneventful situation.
They've fairly been tolerated by most folks, especially tweenies with runny noses, hermies' and pen-pal death-threats from anonymous scalded Nsync fans. We all thought they would cease to exist after temporarily occupying a space - yet we'll be ever coiled in agony as Kevin Jonas can't wait to have kittens.
At first glance, you might be saying, "hell, why would any human being want to hinder the evolution of mankind?" Our guesses are, Kevin wants to prove that somewhere along the lining of his shemale contents, there's a speck of sperm desperately yearning to spew at the nearest exit.
And so it goes. Apparently Danielle Jonas says that the promissory tedious couple can't wait to stir an off-putting act and have miniature irritating kids.
"I cannot wait to be a mom and I know he's pushing to be a dad. We've been thinking about (having a baby), but I think it's going to happen when everything is more settled."
Gosh. He's pushing to be a dad so we at She & Him will give hand Kevin a ladder and a syringe with curdy diary products. In the meantime slit your wrists and yawn 'HELLO KITTY!'
Tuesday, 14 June 2011
Gary Dourdan's Driving And Acting Has The AfterEffects Of An Ecstacy Pill
Crack, shrooms , marijuina, heroin and methamphetamine, has over the decades rapidly replaced the pennys beneath the piss-soaked sofa. They are the ideal and prospective qualifications and achievements of a chavs, ravers, hippies, stoners, shooters and all those other taxonomies we didn't bother to mention.
The downfall of drugs are nonetheless other than the mimic chemical reactions of your brain where you pop-shovet in vomit. No. Not even the dried excrement on your areosmith sweater. No again. Not least the ridiculously expensive car you've crashed. Rather, it's when these drugs are removed from your stupid self and given to other stupid people.
Yes. That's right. Have you ever wondered how your daily supplement gets disposed of? Well, it's distributed to actors who are horrible at pretending to be geniune actors - and paid large sums of money to be arrested and flaunt bail money.
To be more precise. The former CSI actor, Gary Dourdan, who looks like an unshaven Macy Gray being assaulted with an abacus of pills has been reportedly been arrested after being in possesion of "a few pills" of ecstacy.
According to reports, police responded to a call that Gary was slamming into two parked cars. Police apparently arrested Gary for possesion of "a few pills" of ecstacy. However, Gary was taken to the chookie, but released on $10,000 bail.
Alas, being rich and black in America means you are fancied by most policemen - regardless of "a few pills" found at the scene, they'll make "a few pills" sound like a full medicine cabinet.
Now you know it. The downfall of drugs is when its removed from your stupid self and given to other stupid people. So don't give stupid people drugs if you are stupid - including all those other taxonomies like Gary Dourdan, we bothered to mention.
The downfall of drugs are nonetheless other than the mimic chemical reactions of your brain where you pop-shovet in vomit. No. Not even the dried excrement on your areosmith sweater. No again. Not least the ridiculously expensive car you've crashed. Rather, it's when these drugs are removed from your stupid self and given to other stupid people.
Yes. That's right. Have you ever wondered how your daily supplement gets disposed of? Well, it's distributed to actors who are horrible at pretending to be geniune actors - and paid large sums of money to be arrested and flaunt bail money.
To be more precise. The former CSI actor, Gary Dourdan, who looks like an unshaven Macy Gray being assaulted with an abacus of pills has been reportedly been arrested after being in possesion of "a few pills" of ecstacy.
According to reports, police responded to a call that Gary was slamming into two parked cars. Police apparently arrested Gary for possesion of "a few pills" of ecstacy. However, Gary was taken to the chookie, but released on $10,000 bail.
Alas, being rich and black in America means you are fancied by most policemen - regardless of "a few pills" found at the scene, they'll make "a few pills" sound like a full medicine cabinet.
Now you know it. The downfall of drugs is when its removed from your stupid self and given to other stupid people. So don't give stupid people drugs if you are stupid - including all those other taxonomies like Gary Dourdan, we bothered to mention.
Monday, 13 June 2011
Tori Spelling's Lust For The Paparazzi Is A Good Thing For Kids Who Hate School
Tori Spelling. Just to check our barricaded system of mental confusion, as we nearly forgot to process who this critter actually is - she's more than just a mere crooked off-cut of Gwen Stefani and a spelling error that makes us churn with hearburn - Tori Spelling, as we've been told, apparently starred in that flick Scary movie. It was scary with her in it, and off-putting.
Besides, she now bags on the role of an offspring clutter tucker, to fill the vacant cabinets, along with detergents and household appliances - and clean snot off the furniture, as her brief career as an actor filling in the edited scenes, has appreciatively concluded.
Still, with a hundred-to-one-shot at being absurdly famous, she's being hounded by misdoer paparazzi's. That's right. Apparently the snotty little bastards and the lump growing in her innards, is enthralling her with the desperate attention she by all means requires to make it back on to the rack of a crowd-pleaser, or so.
Tori Spelling was allegedly attacked by an irritating perv paparazzi on monday morning, causing displeasing social commotion while taking her snotty brats to school. She was fizzing like an effervescent at the sight of a paparazzi chasing her that she crashed into the schools wall and, made the kids stupid for yet another day.
On the brightside, this was great, because kids hate the thought of school, and America could use a cavia porcellus to t-off the Chinese.
Still, the paparazzi then ran up to the car to snap picks of Tori and the brats. Luckily, there were mothers with athletic thighs in sweat tracks around, whom chased the paparazzi away.
She took to twitter where she thwart the snotty brats smothering in the back seat - to enlighten our already outrageously awful day with her stifling tweet.
"Paparazzi chased me w/the kids 2school. I was trying to get away from him and had a pretty big accident. Took down the whole wall of the school. He thn STILL got out to try to get pics. 10 school moms chased him away. Wht wll it take? Someone dying for paparazzi to stop? Going to dr now to check on baby. I think its just shock."
Are you folks still breathing? Oh Tori. Look what you have done again.
Besides, she now bags on the role of an offspring clutter tucker, to fill the vacant cabinets, along with detergents and household appliances - and clean snot off the furniture, as her brief career as an actor filling in the edited scenes, has appreciatively concluded.
Still, with a hundred-to-one-shot at being absurdly famous, she's being hounded by misdoer paparazzi's. That's right. Apparently the snotty little bastards and the lump growing in her innards, is enthralling her with the desperate attention she by all means requires to make it back on to the rack of a crowd-pleaser, or so.
Tori Spelling was allegedly attacked by an irritating perv paparazzi on monday morning, causing displeasing social commotion while taking her snotty brats to school. She was fizzing like an effervescent at the sight of a paparazzi chasing her that she crashed into the schools wall and, made the kids stupid for yet another day.
On the brightside, this was great, because kids hate the thought of school, and America could use a cavia porcellus to t-off the Chinese.
Still, the paparazzi then ran up to the car to snap picks of Tori and the brats. Luckily, there were mothers with athletic thighs in sweat tracks around, whom chased the paparazzi away.
She took to twitter where she thwart the snotty brats smothering in the back seat - to enlighten our already outrageously awful day with her stifling tweet.
"Paparazzi chased me w/the kids 2school. I was trying to get away from him and had a pretty big accident. Took down the whole wall of the school. He thn STILL got out to try to get pics. 10 school moms chased him away. Wht wll it take? Someone dying for paparazzi to stop? Going to dr now to check on baby. I think its just shock."
Are you folks still breathing? Oh Tori. Look what you have done again.
Demi Lovato May Not Be A Nutter Any Longer But Has Nutter Objects That Sadly Exists
Demi Lovato has swapped her gashing looks for a despondantly pleasant healthy tweeny with a bloodstreams intoxicated by a litre of polio drops.
She's looking decent these days after being discharged from the paediatric ward, as she totters into the snarling world.
Alas, its only a matter of time before Demi's demons resurface - people like her clad boyfriend with a woman's name, Wilmer Valderrama, and similarily loony mother, summons her inner demons and she butchers herself to the abattoir for slebs. Rehab.
The latter being in the works, the tweeny star now apparently has to contend with a boyfriend who broke up with her because she's as dull-looking as Selena Gomez now that she looks adequately ordinary - and a deranged mother whom reportedly can't handle Demi being gashingly famous.
Sources who are wholly not as exceptionally obnoxious as we at She & Him are, claim that the momentary boring relationship went sour as:
"The age difference meant they were in completely different places in their lives."
Age is nothing but a number, yes? Not really. Demi doesn't think so. She shaves herself more than ol' Wilmer Valderrama does. She's nearly ceased to exist in a slebathon of rehab - whereas he dribbled his lad on divested printed tweenies in heat magazine like a clumsy oaf. He wasn't worth it Demi, ey?
Anyways, matters are more of a schlep for Demi now that her mom's been despatched to the booby hatch, leaving her to totter by herself like Atlas cart all our insults on her undeveloped backside.
According to a source who does not understand the meaning of 'SHUT UP':
"It's been a tough year for Demi, and her mom has been a constant support. But fame has also taken its toll on the family. Now [that] Demi is strong again, her mom could take some time to deal with her own issues."
However, Demi's mother has reportedly completed her medical treatment. So, that said - while Demi handles her mother like a cockamamie entity, such as Tim Allen facing the alien pig lizard on Galaxy Quest - you lot can go ahead and spread those cyber-bulling tactics that you're prone to do.
Hear-hear!
She's looking decent these days after being discharged from the paediatric ward, as she totters into the snarling world.
Alas, its only a matter of time before Demi's demons resurface - people like her clad boyfriend with a woman's name, Wilmer Valderrama, and similarily loony mother, summons her inner demons and she butchers herself to the abattoir for slebs. Rehab.
The latter being in the works, the tweeny star now apparently has to contend with a boyfriend who broke up with her because she's as dull-looking as Selena Gomez now that she looks adequately ordinary - and a deranged mother whom reportedly can't handle Demi being gashingly famous.
Sources who are wholly not as exceptionally obnoxious as we at She & Him are, claim that the momentary boring relationship went sour as:
"The age difference meant they were in completely different places in their lives."
Age is nothing but a number, yes? Not really. Demi doesn't think so. She shaves herself more than ol' Wilmer Valderrama does. She's nearly ceased to exist in a slebathon of rehab - whereas he dribbled his lad on divested printed tweenies in heat magazine like a clumsy oaf. He wasn't worth it Demi, ey?
Anyways, matters are more of a schlep for Demi now that her mom's been despatched to the booby hatch, leaving her to totter by herself like Atlas cart all our insults on her undeveloped backside.
According to a source who does not understand the meaning of 'SHUT UP':
"It's been a tough year for Demi, and her mom has been a constant support. But fame has also taken its toll on the family. Now [that] Demi is strong again, her mom could take some time to deal with her own issues."
However, Demi's mother has reportedly completed her medical treatment. So, that said - while Demi handles her mother like a cockamamie entity, such as Tim Allen facing the alien pig lizard on Galaxy Quest - you lot can go ahead and spread those cyber-bulling tactics that you're prone to do.
Hear-hear!
Soulja Boy Self-Loathes And It's Racism As Usual
Remember Soulja Boy. He was famous for 7-minutes (including the time it took you to bluetooth his crappy songs). His jingles riddled with rhythm of weak elements and polyphonic tones - and sounds of a mule being assaulted with adverbs on a laxative box.
Still, Soulja Boy has made a flunky career out of his sloppy parts of speech - which inevitably pauses you to question how an ignoramus chump with an autrocious grammar and phonics can be rich.
First of all, he doesn't suit the rap stereotype. As embroided in tatoos his layered black skin may be, for all purposes, his terrible acts make us come to think of him like an odd-looking gonzo muppet in saggy-baggy jeans. As Y'know, good ol' american fuzz take felicity in arresting any black bloke who's absurdly rich - yet, soulja boy is a shabby act practically ignored by the most bitter.
Alas, because She & Him writers enjoy being bigots - and you lot have been quite abominably unpleasant lately - soulja boy's fed-up with our distasteful conscience of pickin' on him - he has denounced his percievable tomfoolery with a cuss-back, containing of garbled english on facebook.
soulja boy self-lothes like a bitter enclair:
"WHO THE fuck "likes" an artist on facebook who they don't LIKE. DUMB ASS"
Hold on. We've seen it before. By a show of hands who 'liked' soulja boy's page? Just as we thought. Apparently the slurr duh has a handful of stalkers. YOUUUUU! Unlike that page, okay? soulja boy would like YOUUUUU! to know:
"if you don't LIKE me or my music UNLIKE the page and let the people who do enjoy their artist giving updates and music out. shit getting out of hand now. GTFOH you stalkers"
'GTFOH,' he can't spell, so we'll ask if you've 'unliked' Soulja's page yet? Anyhow, he titters about how lame he is to be loathed at so be free to 'unlike' him. It's legal.
"how can you say "i hate you" blah blah blah. when you are on my page that doesn't make any sense! it sounds crazy you are stalking a person who you don't like WTF kinda sh*t is that. no life having bitches"
Okay. At this point in time Soulja was acting a bit too bashful. He went full-blown at She & Him while we chortle in mirth and vomit. Close your eyes kids, it surpassed the awful lyrics of his tones.
"haters are so fucking stupid! "i dont like soulja boy so im gonna like his facebook and wait till he post a video to be the 1st one to comment" n***a get the fuck out of here get some pussy and stop being lame"
He continued like a castrated Malcolm X, which was funny because the only black people to be offered tea, biscuts and white lassies at a white house, are Obama and Tiger woods.
"pussy ass white boys make me sick man. LET A BLACK MAN SHINE AND DO SOMETHING POSITIVE!!! DAMN YALL ALREADY GOT MONEY AND LIVING RIGHT STOP HOLDING US BLACK PEOPLE DOWN TRYING TO DO SOMETHING POSITIVE WITH THEIR LIVES! YALL BEEN fuckING WITH US SINCE THE BEGINING OF TIME. if i don't like a artist im not going to like their facebook and talk to them. use common sense and stop being stupid"
He took a shot at the honkies too, which was applaudable - because She & Him were no longer implicated in the awful punctuation and grammar tirade.
"IM TIRED OF WHITE PEOPLE DOING US LIKE THIS MAN!! THEY TREAT US SO WRONG! fuck THEM MAN ON GOD!! f*ck THEM FOR LIKING A BLACK MANS FACEBOOK JUST TO TALK shit!! fuck RACIST I HATE YOU"
This beyond doubt made him feel a tad bit liberated after knocking off the crackers and gathering up New Orleans folks because they hate everything that's cracky.
"Maybe I finally said the right shit to get the racist to unlike my page. Fans I'm sorry you had to read this, but we must take a stand. they WILL not treat us like this any longer. I don't give a fuck."
Alas, he has a dimwitted inspirational message for all Y'all kids weeping at how stupid you'll become after listening to his songs:
"just unlike my page and shut the fuck up. let my fans enjoy me. All young people dont let these faggots discourage you from your dreams! you can be anything you want! DESPITE them always trying to hold us down and talk shit! WE ARE GREAT"
Soulja boy also wants to confirm that he's not an alien, doesn't mind you people disliking him and, that he doesn't want you pitying him for making awful tones.
"if you are saying "soulja boy i dont like you now" i dont give a fuck i dont want you on my page anyway. I am going to speak my mind forever. and if something is no right ITS JUST NOT RIGHT! I can't help it i'm a real person with feelings. fuck a hater. and fuck a racist. out."
It's racism as usual. While you racist bastards conk on some Billy Idol we'll demand blogspot to give us a raise for being bigots.
Still, Soulja Boy has made a flunky career out of his sloppy parts of speech - which inevitably pauses you to question how an ignoramus chump with an autrocious grammar and phonics can be rich.
First of all, he doesn't suit the rap stereotype. As embroided in tatoos his layered black skin may be, for all purposes, his terrible acts make us come to think of him like an odd-looking gonzo muppet in saggy-baggy jeans. As Y'know, good ol' american fuzz take felicity in arresting any black bloke who's absurdly rich - yet, soulja boy is a shabby act practically ignored by the most bitter.
Alas, because She & Him writers enjoy being bigots - and you lot have been quite abominably unpleasant lately - soulja boy's fed-up with our distasteful conscience of pickin' on him - he has denounced his percievable tomfoolery with a cuss-back, containing of garbled english on facebook.
soulja boy self-lothes like a bitter enclair:
"WHO THE fuck "likes" an artist on facebook who they don't LIKE. DUMB ASS"
Hold on. We've seen it before. By a show of hands who 'liked' soulja boy's page? Just as we thought. Apparently the slurr duh has a handful of stalkers. YOUUUUU! Unlike that page, okay? soulja boy would like YOUUUUU! to know:
"if you don't LIKE me or my music UNLIKE the page and let the people who do enjoy their artist giving updates and music out. shit getting out of hand now. GTFOH you stalkers"
'GTFOH,' he can't spell, so we'll ask if you've 'unliked' Soulja's page yet? Anyhow, he titters about how lame he is to be loathed at so be free to 'unlike' him. It's legal.
"how can you say "i hate you" blah blah blah. when you are on my page that doesn't make any sense! it sounds crazy you are stalking a person who you don't like WTF kinda sh*t is that. no life having bitches"
Okay. At this point in time Soulja was acting a bit too bashful. He went full-blown at She & Him while we chortle in mirth and vomit. Close your eyes kids, it surpassed the awful lyrics of his tones.
"haters are so fucking stupid! "i dont like soulja boy so im gonna like his facebook and wait till he post a video to be the 1st one to comment" n***a get the fuck out of here get some pussy and stop being lame"
He continued like a castrated Malcolm X, which was funny because the only black people to be offered tea, biscuts and white lassies at a white house, are Obama and Tiger woods.
"pussy ass white boys make me sick man. LET A BLACK MAN SHINE AND DO SOMETHING POSITIVE!!! DAMN YALL ALREADY GOT MONEY AND LIVING RIGHT STOP HOLDING US BLACK PEOPLE DOWN TRYING TO DO SOMETHING POSITIVE WITH THEIR LIVES! YALL BEEN fuckING WITH US SINCE THE BEGINING OF TIME. if i don't like a artist im not going to like their facebook and talk to them. use common sense and stop being stupid"
He took a shot at the honkies too, which was applaudable - because She & Him were no longer implicated in the awful punctuation and grammar tirade.
"IM TIRED OF WHITE PEOPLE DOING US LIKE THIS MAN!! THEY TREAT US SO WRONG! fuck THEM MAN ON GOD!! f*ck THEM FOR LIKING A BLACK MANS FACEBOOK JUST TO TALK shit!! fuck RACIST I HATE YOU"
This beyond doubt made him feel a tad bit liberated after knocking off the crackers and gathering up New Orleans folks because they hate everything that's cracky.
"Maybe I finally said the right shit to get the racist to unlike my page. Fans I'm sorry you had to read this, but we must take a stand. they WILL not treat us like this any longer. I don't give a fuck."
Alas, he has a dimwitted inspirational message for all Y'all kids weeping at how stupid you'll become after listening to his songs:
"just unlike my page and shut the fuck up. let my fans enjoy me. All young people dont let these faggots discourage you from your dreams! you can be anything you want! DESPITE them always trying to hold us down and talk shit! WE ARE GREAT"
Soulja boy also wants to confirm that he's not an alien, doesn't mind you people disliking him and, that he doesn't want you pitying him for making awful tones.
"if you are saying "soulja boy i dont like you now" i dont give a fuck i dont want you on my page anyway. I am going to speak my mind forever. and if something is no right ITS JUST NOT RIGHT! I can't help it i'm a real person with feelings. fuck a hater. and fuck a racist. out."
It's racism as usual. While you racist bastards conk on some Billy Idol we'll demand blogspot to give us a raise for being bigots.
Weston Cage Will Entertainingly Rip Your "Christian Fucking Head" Off!
You can always count on parents to never leave your private and so, so important mortal routine, you call your life, right? That's if they put their effortless nature in to motion, such as to the time in which they'd gleefully pretend to care and froth you with arsewiping pity - or, conceivably thwart you by curtailing the circus net, right? Yet, parents are parents. We loathe at them as much as they loathe one another, and shootoff with mere aloofness at who encourage the shitty ways.
That said, still as misanthropical as we are, we should be knee-scalding appreciative that our so, so annoyingly important parents aren't the likes of the faltering father Nic' Cage and, the improbable mother, Christina Fulton.
Y'see, Weston Cage, a androgynous Ozzy looking chap has had his secondary characteristics beaten to a pulp, allegedly, by his personal trainer, Kevin Villegas (not a She & Him writer, okay?) who was instructed by none the other - yes folks, Nic' Cage.
She & Him has been informed that Kevin Villegas' primary responsibility was to take care of Weston's secondary responsibilities. So when Weston went off the rocker, the au pair was dispatched by none other but Cage to track down the nutter, Weston. Kevin tracked down the nutter in L.A - but the mad man, Weston, apparently relapsed into a state of resistance and aggressiveness, amusingly threatening to rip off Kevin's " Christian fucking head."
The batty nutter attemped to bandy with Kevin and rip the " Christian fucking head" off, with a senseless roundhouse kick he'd probably seen one of those 3 ninja kids flicks (ridiculously guttering him flat on the back), setting the scene for a lethal dose of 13 punched-embroidary on his nutty skull - while innumerable folks jittered in amuse (She & Him perhaps? *wink*) watched on to make the brawl the least fair.
Yet, his so, so redundant parents are so, so important that they have to loathe one another in the most annoying manner - to the extent that Weston now has to have brain trauma evaluation. Great.
Christina Fulton has apparently been banned by Weston, as Christina ran to the media blaming Nic' Cage for her so-called tranny son's amusing altercation.
Y'see, you can always count on parents to never leave your private and so, so important mortal routine, you call your life. Yes! That's if they put their effortless nature in to motion, such as to the time in which they'd gleefully pretend to care and froth you with arsewiping pity - or, conceivably thwart you by curtailing the circus net. Yes! Yet, parents are parents. We loathe at them as much as they loathe one another, and shootoff with mere aloofness at who encouraged the shitty ways.
Jesus Christ!
That said, still as misanthropical as we are, we should be knee-scalding appreciative that our so, so annoyingly important parents aren't the likes of the faltering father Nic' Cage and, the improbable mother, Christina Fulton.
Y'see, Weston Cage, a androgynous Ozzy looking chap has had his secondary characteristics beaten to a pulp, allegedly, by his personal trainer, Kevin Villegas (not a She & Him writer, okay?) who was instructed by none the other - yes folks, Nic' Cage.
She & Him has been informed that Kevin Villegas' primary responsibility was to take care of Weston's secondary responsibilities. So when Weston went off the rocker, the au pair was dispatched by none other but Cage to track down the nutter, Weston. Kevin tracked down the nutter in L.A - but the mad man, Weston, apparently relapsed into a state of resistance and aggressiveness, amusingly threatening to rip off Kevin's " Christian fucking head."
The batty nutter attemped to bandy with Kevin and rip the " Christian fucking head" off, with a senseless roundhouse kick he'd probably seen one of those 3 ninja kids flicks (ridiculously guttering him flat on the back), setting the scene for a lethal dose of 13 punched-embroidary on his nutty skull - while innumerable folks jittered in amuse (She & Him perhaps? *wink*) watched on to make the brawl the least fair.
Yet, his so, so redundant parents are so, so important that they have to loathe one another in the most annoying manner - to the extent that Weston now has to have brain trauma evaluation. Great.
Christina Fulton has apparently been banned by Weston, as Christina ran to the media blaming Nic' Cage for her so-called tranny son's amusing altercation.
Y'see, you can always count on parents to never leave your private and so, so important mortal routine, you call your life. Yes! That's if they put their effortless nature in to motion, such as to the time in which they'd gleefully pretend to care and froth you with arsewiping pity - or, conceivably thwart you by curtailing the circus net. Yes! Yet, parents are parents. We loathe at them as much as they loathe one another, and shootoff with mere aloofness at who encouraged the shitty ways.
Jesus Christ!
Thursday, 9 June 2011
In fifteen minutes LeAnn Rimes will become famous thanks to an alleged sextape, and She & Him
When Andy Warhol distorted the alphabet and manipulated mortal desperation into ink to perplex pathetic mortals with the notion, "In fifteen minutes everybody will be famous" - he forgot to consult the likes of She & Him.
Because we're obnoxiously uncultured and insensitive (including all those other synonyms you could zap out of the thesaurus), we feel obliged to tamper and corrupt the quote to the standards of She & Him.
Yes. It's hard to live up to the American dream - in other words to be ridiculously famous and filthy rich at the expense of stupid people. Everybody hankers for a lick and taste of the sweet pastry leaking through America's brown eyed willy.
Yet, there are the sort whom are insufficient - they have the atypical fame and hateful riches, still they're boring as they diminish into the Hollywood backdrop - til' they get their fifteen minutes of fame. Such as LeAnn Rimes.
Yes folks. It appears that LeAnn Rimes in good ol' American style, apparently filmed a sextape with her ex husband, Dean Sheremet.
It's become quite monotonous with all these masses of sextapes floating around like E. coli - and all these attention-seeking slebs gleefully star in it, to make us repulsively fancy them. Yet, they deny that it couldn't possibly be them - to buy them enough time to hire a stupid lawyer and woefully scramble to blow off its release.
And, LeAnn Rimes, of all the densely capacitated mortals to roam the world, besides for being impractically tedious - somehow she's mistakenly left a sextape in a truck which Star Magazine has miraculously gotten hold of.
According to Star Magazine, borebag LeAnn features "bending over in front of a mirror" in a thong, and other things which are too awful to even recall. Apparently she's "desperate" to block its release now that she's auspiciously made a headline or two.
In the meantime the aloof co-star of the sextape, and also ex hubs' to LeAnn, Dean Sheremet, being less of a cunt admits:
"Things like this happen! We were married for 8 years, we did a lot of shit!"
Icky mishaps happen for unknown reasons, yet they're willingly put into place - even if you're wholly dull and ill-suited in thongs. LeAnn now joins the ranks of JLo and Kim - somewhere in-between the category of "desperate" and "a lot of shit."
So, we at She & Him distorted the alphabet, and manipulated mortal desperation into a snotty citation aimed at LeAnn's uncanny plight.
"In fifteen minutes LeAnn Rimes will be famous, because of a alleged sextape." - She & Him
Because we're obnoxiously uncultured and insensitive (including all those other synonyms you could zap out of the thesaurus), we feel obliged to tamper and corrupt the quote to the standards of She & Him.
Yes. It's hard to live up to the American dream - in other words to be ridiculously famous and filthy rich at the expense of stupid people. Everybody hankers for a lick and taste of the sweet pastry leaking through America's brown eyed willy.
Yet, there are the sort whom are insufficient - they have the atypical fame and hateful riches, still they're boring as they diminish into the Hollywood backdrop - til' they get their fifteen minutes of fame. Such as LeAnn Rimes.
Yes folks. It appears that LeAnn Rimes in good ol' American style, apparently filmed a sextape with her ex husband, Dean Sheremet.
It's become quite monotonous with all these masses of sextapes floating around like E. coli - and all these attention-seeking slebs gleefully star in it, to make us repulsively fancy them. Yet, they deny that it couldn't possibly be them - to buy them enough time to hire a stupid lawyer and woefully scramble to blow off its release.
And, LeAnn Rimes, of all the densely capacitated mortals to roam the world, besides for being impractically tedious - somehow she's mistakenly left a sextape in a truck which Star Magazine has miraculously gotten hold of.
According to Star Magazine, borebag LeAnn features "bending over in front of a mirror" in a thong, and other things which are too awful to even recall. Apparently she's "desperate" to block its release now that she's auspiciously made a headline or two.
In the meantime the aloof co-star of the sextape, and also ex hubs' to LeAnn, Dean Sheremet, being less of a cunt admits:
"Things like this happen! We were married for 8 years, we did a lot of shit!"
Icky mishaps happen for unknown reasons, yet they're willingly put into place - even if you're wholly dull and ill-suited in thongs. LeAnn now joins the ranks of JLo and Kim - somewhere in-between the category of "desperate" and "a lot of shit."
So, we at She & Him distorted the alphabet, and manipulated mortal desperation into a snotty citation aimed at LeAnn's uncanny plight.
"In fifteen minutes LeAnn Rimes will be famous, because of a alleged sextape." - She & Him
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