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Saturday, December 08, 2012
I Ain't One To Gossip But ....
There are times when I think I should change the title of
this weekly post to “I Ain’t One To Gossip About Lindsay” because she’s all
that ever seems to be in the news.
Y’all remember Charlie Sheen generously paid Lindsay
$100,000 to help alleviate the 2009 tax problem, but it didn’t do any good because
she’s on the hook for 2011 taxes, too.
That said, let’s rip ….
Okay, so Christmas came early last week when Original Recipe
Lohan™ was arrested last week for third-degree assault, for punching psychic, Tiffany
Eve Mitchell, in the face at a nightclub.
It seems that just before Lindsay punched her mitts into
Tiff’s melon, the two women were fighting over Max George from The Wanted. See,
just before hitting the club, Lindsay had gone to see the Justin Bieber concert
because The Wanted was the opening act and sources—Hey Dina!—say Lohan had been
“scoping out Max for the last few days.”
Now, Lohan tried to get backstage to make the hook-up with
Max but she was dee-nied. So, she stalked him to the nightclub after the show.
Once inside The Avenue, sources—and that means about 90% of
the people at the club—say Lindsay was a’drinking and a’snorting, and was a
real cracktress mess. In fact, Max George was so disgusted by the sight of a drunken
65-year-old Lindsay that he began hitting on other women, including the psychic.
Sidenote: Tiffany Eve Mitchell didn’t see any of this coming
so, yeah, not a psychic.
Hat sent Lindsay into a rage and when Mitchell approached her
and said she’d like to do a “reading”—which might be club –speak for a three-way
in the ladies room—Lohan said, “Gimme my space” and sucker punched Mitchell. She
was kicking and screaming, cursing at the Mitchell and then spit at her.
She’s a peach, ain’t she?
Now, since most folks at Christmas get more than one gift,
let’s look on as Lindsay unwraps Gift Two:
According to the LAPD, while Lindsay was being charged
with assault in NYC, she was also being charged with three crimes in Los
Angeles.
Seriously, if only Lohan could have run someone over in
Nebraska, and stolen some jewelry in Miami, she would have had the whole
country covered.
The charges in LA all stem from her June car accident, and
the LA City Attorney has filed these charges against Lohan:
- Giving false information to a peace officer (punishable by up to 6 months in jail);
- Obstructing or resisting a police officer in the performance of his duty (punishable by 1 year in jail)
- Reckless driving (punishable by 90 days in jail).
While I was playing Powerball, Lohan was winning the Four Charges
In One Day on Two Coasts Lottery!
Tiffany Eve Mitchell said that when Lindsay Lohan walked
into the club, she had a “premonition” about Lohan, though she never saw the
punch coming. Literally.
But when Tiffany offered Lindsay a free reading, that’s
when Lindsay demanded her ‘space’ and called Mitchell a “f**king Gypsy.”
Well, Tiffany’s friend went all crazed, or all Lohan, and
began insulting Lindsay with the usual, You’re
a whore! You’re a jewel thief! You’re a kidnapper!
And Lindsay was fine with that, cuz you know, it’s true and
all, but then the friend told her that “Liz & Dick” sucked, because, well,
you know, it did, and that’s when the punch came.
Call her a kidnapping, jewel-thieving whore, but never, EVER say she sucked at being Liz Taylor.
As soon as the NYPD slapped the cuffs on Lindsay Lohan and
she started cracking “Are you kidding me?!” “Are you kidding me?!” “Are you kidding me?!” “Are you kidding me?!” ad nauseum, it became clear that, once again,
this is not Lindsay’s fault … at least in her own addled head.
After being released, Lindsay Lohan began claiming it was
all a set-up and that she was totally innocent.
A source—Seriously, Dina, drinking at 7AM? No wonder Lindsay
doesn’t get it—says, “She was crying and kept asking, ‘Why does this happen to
me? This is a setup! I don’t deserve this . . . It’s not my fault!’ ”
And so then came the story that the fight started because Lindsay
said Mitchell stole Lindsay’s underage, night-clubbing sister’s purse at the
club, and that Lindsay had just given Ali Lohan $10,000 in cash which was in
the purse.
Which is funnier: that Lindsay punched a girl for stealing a
purse, or that Lindsay expects anyone to believe she gave Ali 10K?
The source says, “Lindsay was saying, ‘I was trying to find
out who stole Ali’s purse! I gave her the money for my family, to pay
for my brother’s school fees!’ ”
Brother’s school fees is Lindsay Lohan for dealer.
Then the source—And now we know for sure it’s Dina The
Enabler—says, “Lindsay says she never hit the girl. She just went over to find
if they had her sister’s purse. They were looking around the area, but the girl
was sitting at the table, and some pushing started. Lindsay says the purse was
never found. She’s desperate to find where the money is.”
But reliable sources say the purse was returned, but they
don’t know nuthin’ ‘bout no 10 grand.
Now, of course, let’s hear from Dina and Michael:
Set the box of wine down, Dina. Set if down!
Dina has released a statement about her daughter’s recent
legal troubles and latest arrest, asking for privacy and noting that the tough
times bring their family closer together:
“At this time I kindly ask that you extend to my family the time we need to address my daughter’s circumstances with the appropriate parties. As a mother you always love and pray for the best with all your children. Our family’s bond grows deeper and stronger during the tough times and I am beyond proud of all of my children for the love and devotion they provide for each other. We are there for and stand by one another unconditionally. Many thanks to all that have expressed concern for my daughter. Your compassionate thoughts and prayers are received with my deepest gratitude.”
Allow me to translate:
“At this time I kindly ask that you extend to my family the time we need to make up a story about why Lindsay’s a club-brawling, reckless-driving, necklace-stealing, bad-acting, serial-rehabbing, drug and alcohol addict. you always love and pray for the best with all your children and pray that when Lindsay gets arrested she doesn’t rat you out as her dealer. Our family’s bond grows deeper and stronger during the tough times and I am beyond proud of all of my children for the love and devotion and alibis they provide for each other. We are there for and stand by one another unconditionally, even when visiting one another through bars and bullet-proof glass. Many thanks to all that have expressed concern for my daughter. Your compassionate thoughts and prayers, and offers of bail money, are received with my deepest gratitude. When does the bar open around here?”
“Both [Dina] and Lindsay are in a dark place. I TOLD you exactly what would happen and YOU KNOW I was trying to get Dina on board with me for a long time, BUT especially the last two weeks. Lindsay is acting out in numerous ways because she needs us and internally she’s hurt and angry! Again, it’s ALL on Dina and I wish to God she would stop and resolve things with us to do the same for our children.”
Again, I’ll translate:
“Both [Dina] and Lindsay are in a dark place, which I think is inside a mini-bar at a midtown hotel about now. I TOLD you exactly what would happen and YOU KNOW I was trying to get Dina on board with me for a long time, but she wanted more than 50% of the money I make for selling stories and recordings of my drug-addicted daughter to the tabloids and I have a new illegitimate child to hide my money from. BUT especially the last two weeks. Lindsay is acting out in numerous ways because she needs us to get her a fix and a bout in the WWF, and internally she’s hurt and angry because the world now knows that she is a terrible actress! Again, it’s ALL on Dina and I wish to God she would stop and resolve things with us to do the same for our children or else I will have to keep selling stories to the press, even when they aren’t true.”
It's no wonder Lindsay is Lindsay with parents like those two miscreants.
The IRS has seized all of Lindsay’s bank accounts because
she has a massive debt for back taxes.
It seems that Uncle Sam has filed tax liens against Lindsay for the years 2009 and 2011—claiming she owes $233,904 in unpaid federal taxes.
It seems that Uncle Sam has filed tax liens against Lindsay for the years 2009 and 2011—claiming she owes $233,904 in unpaid federal taxes.
Sheesh, rumor has it she spends that much a week on Ketel
One and ciggies!
And unpaid hotel bills.
And unpaid hotel bills.
Y’all remember Charlie Sheen generously paid Lindsay
$100,000 to help alleviate the 2009 tax problem, but it didn’t do any good because
she’s on the hook for 2011 taxes, too.
Sidenote: I heard Lohan and Sheen will star in a new sitcom,
Two-and-a-Half Grams.
Just sayin’.
The IRS gave Lindsay ample time to pay up, but instead the
money when to booze and drugs and, well, not underwear, and not acting lessons,
so the IRS seized ALL her bank accounts in order to settle her debt.
Enough Lindsay, unless there’s another arrest before I go to
press.
Seriously, there’s gossip about Nick Lachey? I mean, not the
kind of gossip that might seem real, like he got a new job at the Starbucks on
Wilshire.
No, this time Nick, who doesn’t have, never had, much of a
career, other than being known as Mister Jessica Simpson is in the news for
fighting in the stands at a football game.
Oh, how macho.
The story goes that Nick went to a football game with his
buddies, got a lot wasted, and started talking smack to a guy with a jersey on
for the opposing team, and then gets into a brawl before being asked to leave
the stadium.
Again, macho.
The ALLEGED victim
claims that Nick choked him and called his wife a bitch when she gave him a
clever comeback to his smack-talk; possibly something like, “Ooh a boybander
with a potty mouth.”
Nick, for his part, then takes to Twitter because that’s
what everyone does these days, to brag about the incident, never acknowledging
his responsibility for getting kicked out of the game and acting like it was a
badge of honor or something.
Macho.
Here’s what appears to be the truth:
The ALLEGED victim
says Nick Lachey and his bros—all die-hard
Bengals fans—had been talking trash to him about his San Diego Chargers jersey
for most of the 2nd half of the game. He says Nicky made one particularly
offensive comment about Olshansky—a player, I’m guessing—and that’s when the
fan’s wife shot back to Nick, “Well, he lasted longer than your boy band.”
Ouch! But oh so high-larious!
Nicky then flipped out and called the wife a “f**king b*tch”
… along with “a host of other profanities.” The fan says Nicky lunged towards
him, grabbed him by the throat and shoved him to the ground.
Over a jersey and smack-talk about being in a boyband.
Macho.
Saturday, November 03, 2012
I Ain't One To Gossip, But ....
What
is a cracktress to do when her representative, probably sick and tired of
covering her drinking, drugging, driving, thieving, ass up and quits.
Well,
we’ll have to see what Lindsay Lohan says because the man who tried to cover
for her, from way back before her first stint at rehab, Steve Honig, done quit!
And it
turns out it was all over tension with Lindsay’s dad.
Michael
Lohan butted heads with Steve in the weeks leading up to his original Recipe™ intervention,
but things got heated over the weekend, when Steve released a statement saying
Lindsay’s management team had nothing to do with Michael’s plans.
Michael
flipped out because, well, that’s what he does, and called Honig a “f**king
liar” in a text message which made Steve pissy and he threw in the towel.
A
towel ALLEGEDLY stolen from the Chateau
Marmont, I’m guessing.
Honig,
though, now says us he didn’t quit purely over Daddy Blohan, adding, “Michael
wishes he were that important.”
Now
what’s Lindsay gonna do the next time she runs someone over, or gets kicked out
a hotel, or arrested?
Call
her mommy and daddy?
That’s
crazy talk.
Rumor
has it that OR™ is, ahem, “careening
toward financial ruin” by making stupid business decisions and
recklessly stashing her money in unsafe places, like Mama Dina’s
pocketbook.
Lindsay’s
daddy, Michael, says Lindsay flew out to L.A.—right after the LimoGate brawl
with her mama, DinaDrunka—in order to attend a launch event for a drink called
Mr. Pink. Michael claims Lindsay was paid $150,000 for the event, in cash, and then she gave the money to
her brother Michael Jr. to hold in his bank account for safe keeping. Daddy Michael
is worried that Dina has access to that account, and a liquor store bill in the
amount of 150K that is long overdue.
Lindsay’s
lawyer, Dave Feldman, is outraged, outraged
I tell ya, for not looping him and her business manager in to the
Mr. Pink transaction in order to provide her more financial protection. In text
messages to Daddy Lohan, Feldman calls Lindsay stupid—so harsh—for not
including her management team on the Mr. Pink deal because—Dave says—they
could have gotten her even more money for the job.
And
more money for Dave, of course. And Michael and Dina.
Enablers
all.
What
do you do when your third wife publicly dumps you? Do you pick yourself up, put
your lifts back in your shoes and keep trucking? Do you file a millions of dollars
lawsuit against anyone who calls you, um, ALLEGEDLY
gay or ALLEGEDLY a bad Daddy?
Or, do
you ALLEGEDLY head out to be to nightclubs and maybe check your
son Connor’s latest DJ gig like you at London hotspot Chinawhite? Perhaps hoping
that your son can hook his fifty-year-old daddy up with the future ex-Missus
Movie Star.
ALLEGEDLY.
According
to Star magazine—that bastion of professional journalism—Tommy has been
seen in nightclubs everywhere his son DJs, cozying up with some of Connor’s
club buddies; he was even seen “flirting”
with busty Playboy twins Carla and Melissa Howe, who were also recently
photographed with, in-need-of-a-Silkwood-scrubdown, Russell Brand.
An
insider—and it might ALLEGELY be Suri
because she has only one parent now …. ALLEEGDLY—says,
“Tom is looking for a beautiful brunette between the ages of 23 and 30. You
would think he’d have the confidence to land any woman he set his sights on,
but any man’s game would be a little rusty after five years of marriage.”
So he tags
along with Connor and flirts with Playboy “models”.
Midlife
crisis?
Or mid
“wife” crisis.
ALLEGEDLY.
Speaking
of Playboy, Kelsey Grammer was on daddy duty over the weekend, so instead of
hiring a babysitter or having a nanny, he and the missus—that gal about town,
former flight attendant and gold-digger, Kayte—went to the Playboy mansion
Halloween party and brought their three month old daughter in a bassinet with
them.
I
guess you’re never too young to have your Daddy take you to a Playboy party,
and sources say Baby Faith was safely tucked into a bassinet right beside
Kelsey as he whooped it up with fellow Upstanding Citizen Paris Hilton, who,
may or may not, had cocaine in her cooch, because that’s how she rolls.
A
Playboy Playmate Tweeted: “Why the fk does Kelsey Grammer have a newborn baby
at the Mansion party!?!?!?”
Well,
a Kelsey spokes-tool answered that question: “I am not sure why this is a story.
People have taken their infant children out with them since the beginning of
time. They didn’t stay long, and left before it got too noisy.”
My mom
took me out when I was a wee newborn. Maybe to the store, or a doctor’s visit,
but not to a Halloween Party at the Playboy Mansion.
She
waited until I could walk up to the bar and order her a drink before she did
that.
That’s parenting.
But,
not to be outdone by his spokes-tool, Kelsey popped up to defend himself: “Kayte
is breast-feeding and we do not have a nanny or a trusted babysitter
at this time, so Faith goes everywhere with us. We enjoyed the party with a few
of our friends, the baby slept as her ears were covered the entire time and we
left shortly after midnight.”
Kayte
went as a bitch, oops, typo, witch, while Kelsey went as Dracula and Baby Faith
went as a Baby in need of Child Protective Services.
Once a
porn star always a porn star.
Kim
Kash Kow Kardashian, who rose to fame on her knees in a porn video she tried to
stop from being released, and then finagled a deal worth millions when it was released,
may have a new sex tape being issues.
And
this time, Porn Kim, with the Blow Job Lips and the Booty For Days, is said to
be pocketing $30 million.
Her parents
must be so proud; one, rolling over in his grave, and the other, taking her 10%
as Kow’s manager and pimp.
This
new tape is actually an old tape—heretofore unseen—where Kash Kow and her pimp,
Ray J, do the nasty, and the nastier.
“It’s definitely Kim in the video,” a source—and
you know it’s Kris—said. “And it’s even raunchier than her last one. There are
all kinds of eye-popping moments.”
Who
cares if you can make a million off of it?
That’s
all Kash Kow wants. Money.Moneny.Fame.Money.
I
loathe her music. I loathe her aw shucks, who me, she ain’t fooling anyone
attitude. I loathe the way she serial dates—and you know she serial schtups—all
kinds of celebrities, or famous rich kids, so she can break up with them write
a catchy ditty and pocket a mint.
I
mean, isn’t that her career path?
But now
it seems that Taylor Swift and her latest “beau”, boy Conor Kennedy, have
split, and it seems Conor did the dumping. Even after Taylor spent millions on The House Next Door. Conor
was ALLEGEDLY freaked-out by Swift’s “OMG. I.Love.You.” schtick and
called it quits.
But,
not to be outdone, because she has scads of break-up songs to write and sell, Taylor
claims that she did the breaking-up, though, really, does a stalker ever truly
bend the relationship without having to go to jail?
Just
sayin’.
Who
knew?
I did.
Joe Simpson had the Gay written all over him, and you could tell he got his
girls into showbiz because then he could wear flashy glows, tan all die, and
keep himself blond and Botoxed without too many people getting any wiser.
And
now it seems as if the fifty-something, married former-preacher, was having an
affair with a 21-year-old hustler. Joe’s wife, Tina, found about hustler,
Bryce Chandler Hill—and maybe some other nubile boys—after finding “modeling shots”
of Bryce around the house. She noticed that some of the photos were taken
inside her own home.
Ick.
A source—and
it’s probably Ashlee, lip-synching the gossip—says, “Joe got busted after Tina
found some modeling pictures of Bryce in her home. They were taken in
and around the house and she was suspicious because she didn’t have a clue who
the boy was. Joe and Tina …. Had a make or break vacation booked in Hawaii, so
she didn’t ask Joe any questions at that point. However, when they returned to
Los Angeles Joe bizarrely got on a plane to New York, just six hours after they
had landed in California. She thought it was suspicious [and] sent Joe a text
message asking if he had anything to tell her. She quizzed him about Bryce but
he denied knowing the kid …. She flew to New York to make an unannounced visit
to Joe. When she got there, she called him down to the lobby and they thrashed
it out. It was there and then that Joe confessed he was having a gay affair
with Bryce, who had left the hotel just days earlier, and Tina demanded a divorce.”
And
she may get half his money, though not any of the ALLEGED $1.5 million he spent
wining and dining and, well, you know, Bryce.
Again.
Ick.
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