GMILFS!! Say it an't so!

MILF's are understandable. Shit, I hope to be a freakin milf. Not that I want young guys to lust after my old ass one day, esp. my future kids friends. I think the term milf (mother i'd like to f*ck) is really just an attractive older lady. I don't think the MOTHER part has that much to do with it. I know there are pregnant women in porn and all that, but really. That even creeps me out.

I know marketing is having to pull out all the stops these days. Pushing boundaries and all that. So DOVE has decided that they are going to show real women, real old women...in their birthday suits! I was reading conde nast traveler and saw the first ad last month, they just launched the campaign. It was a little shocking to see an old naked hag across the page from a Prada eyeware ad. She was all hunched over and you could see her skin draped over her 75 year old tailbone. She was just covered in age spots, wrinkled up like a nut sack and the scary thing is she was all smug about it.
This campaign has received a lot of attention in the advertising world and some media outlets have banned it.
By the way my favorite is the scrawny black lady with the skunk hair.
Nobody wants to see naked old ladies.
Miss Amor proclaims it GMILFS (grandma's i'd like to f*ck) are NOT the new black.

all the cool guys are gay.

This guy is one of my favorites on you tube. His name is Nickynik and he call this video 'A bit about me..'

Your welcome,
xoxo,
miss amor

acceptable tv.

I saw the commercials for acceptable tv and didn't really get off to it. But I checked out the website and it is hilarious. The show is produced by Jack Black and basically its American Idol style, the public pick the winner.
Here's my favorite, Who Farted?
runner up: Teensies

AcceptableTV

Fergie is piss drunk at the airport!

It has been reported that Fergie was too intoxicated to load her ass on a commercial flight Tuesday.
The Mirror reports:

"The singer, 31, was about to fly from Los Angeles to Britain with band mates when airline staff saw she was slurring her words and could hardly stand. Fergie… drunkenly raged at them and had to be pulled away by friends. One witness said: “She was falling all over the place and had to be supported. She was in no state to fly. But when she was prevented from boarding she [began] drunkenly ranting at staff but could barely string a sentence together. It was very embarrassing.”

Let the bitch on the plane. Seriously I have boarded and departed planes in a basic state of comatose.
Once, many a years ago, after an international flight and a gallon of red wine at 30,000 ft. altitude that I didn't recognize my parents when they had come to pick up their sweet only daughter. They were a little worried at first, it was 4pm, I had the gray teeth and purple lip red wine thing going and I was hanging on a 17 yr old hottie, from S. Africa, who was kind enough to help me with my luggage. We met during the flight, when I requested to be moved from my former seat, convinced the guy next to me was a murderer. He did say it, hottie heard it too AND he was from Arkansas.

And there was the time that fine gentleman asked me for my "boarding pass" and i unzipped my pants, dropped them, turned around and grabbed my ankles. I thought he said he had to "smack that ass." It sounds a little crazy, but i knew the airline rules have changed.

But Fergie, I want to travel with you! I think of the airport as an open bar myself.

xoxo,
miss amor

this pic is from when she pied on herself in concert. she admitted it.
and those pics of me floating around the web, the ones where i shat myself at Hobby Lobby are totally photo shopped.

Take notice boys.

Brandon Davis, a sloppy, racist oil heir ruined his friend Paris Hilton's birthday party.

That's what they are saying. But if you ask me he was just trying to get the party started. He has a way with words.
TMZ reports:

Brandon “Greasy Bear” Davis did himself proud once again at Paris Hilton’s party Saturday night by throwing flowers at Paula Abdul, who was supposed to sing “Happy Birthday” to Paris. Then, [he threw] the flower-holders. And finally, after asking Paula to “lick my [bleep],” he mocked her by talking in a fake-Arabic accent. Then, Brandon [grabbed] Courtney Love and [told] her, “I want to squirt on you,” never minding that Courtney’s young daughter was right there.

So Courtney Love ran off all offended and stuff. Whatever Courtney, that's probably the nicest thing a member of the opposite sex has said to you in while.

I don't know about the rest of you ladies but a nice guy is hard to find. And "I want to squirt on you" isn't really that bad. It's kind of poetic, it's actually kind of hot.

And Paula Abdul has sold her soul to Oxycotin but takes sudden offense to "lick my dick?" I always thought that's how some really great guys just try to get to know you better.

Are these crackheads waiting for freaking Clark Gable to romance them? Well listen up that just doesn't happen anymore. You got kinda go with it and see what happens. "I want to squirt on you" could just be the beginning of something beautiful. Real love. I'm just saying I have heard some shit in my day and the words of this man brought tears to my eyes.

xoxo,
miss amor

Deny, Deny, Deny.

Okay Mother, this is for you, your sisters, women your age, whomever John Travolta makes "swoon" and even if Travolta doesn't do it for you, but you use the word "swoon" in normal conversation then maybe you should keep reading.

John Travolta is gay, gay, gay! Just look at him perched on that couch, looking all sassy.
I bet he loves this picture, how he's all matchy with the backdrop. If he wasn't such a fatty I would think he fluttered over there like a little fairy.

He is so excited! He looks like he just farted glitter or something.

The picture below was from the fall. I rest my case.

xoxo,
miss amor

Hey Nasa, are you there? It's me, Miss Amor!

Dear Nasa,

I know the astronaut love triangle thing is a real bitch. I mean you guys are really respected and you have sluts like Lisa Nowak, driving to Florida in a shit suit. I am sure you were all very sad about Anna Nicole Smith's passing and trial frenzy that followed. Then came Britney, I like to call her Shitney, (one of my favorite bloggers calls her that, anyway I just feel its more appropriate.) So, Shitney goes bat shit crazy and runs in and out of rehab, shaves her head, etc. I bet you guys are secretly happy that it got the Crazy Astronaut lady out of the news coverage. But I haven't ended my obsession. Guess what I am going to be for Halloween! So let me get to my point, I am sure you bitches have something to do.

I feel it would be a worthy endeavor to consider the possibility of capitalizing on this once unfortunate but now lucrative event. I can't be the only person fascinated by this lady.


We should set up an online shop. Selling of course the DIAPER, (this is going to be big.) All different colors and sizes of course! Then things like trench coats, wigs, pepper spray, pellet guns, etc.
And for those who want the whole experience, check it- a virtual cd where one can travel from Texas to Florida as Nowak herself and experience this spectacular event on their computer at real time with their space shit suit on!
And for those who want to take it one step further...get this, we can sell synthetic shit and piss! So they can put them in their diaper when she is actually going on the road trip!
That would be for the people who don't mind crapping and pissing themselves.


But some people may use this for a little "role playing" to you know, spice it up. Whats not sexy about a successful, shitting astronaut. Plus the whole trench coat thing is kind of good for those "flasher fantasies." I think it will be huge in like Norway & Denmark. I have a danish girlfriend and they are down fo whatever, if you know what i mean.

Halloween would be a really rocking time for us. I see endless possibilities. And as much as you may think this is going to fade away, its not. She has made it, like the runaway bride and that crazy figure skater. There will be a book and an E True Hollywood Story to follow about her ass and we need to get in on it now!

I feel I have a connection with her, maybe it is due to a childhood experience.

A road trip I took with my whole family, Mother, Father and three brothers. One who was young enough to wear diapers. We were driving in succession with two sets of my family's friends. I told my mom and dad that I had to go to the bathroom. They said we'd stop soon but I would have to hold it.

Cut to "turtle head" time. I take matter into my own hands. I grab a diaper and take a poop in the back of the suburban. Then use the diaper wipes, tape it up and threw it out the window. I did this fast and when I threw it out my parents where "like what is going on?" The diaper hit their friends car! I told them. We all laughed our asses off, not in front of our friends. But my parents thought it was a riot.
Great childhood memory.

Just think about it. Let me know, I'm pretty available and would really enjoy this opportunity to pursue a venture with your organization.

I am willing to undergo a psychiatric evaluation.

xoxo,
miss amor

I wanna go to Crossroads then Promises and back to Promises again.

I know it is OLD news, older than my great aunt's tits, that as she claims look like, "Two Hairless Testicles." Isn't that awesome.

So that shit is old.

I was thinking I could be the woman who saved Shitney Spears. How freaking Mother Teresa of me.
I could befriend her and first thing I would do is take her to my vet for a dip. I don't know what exactly that is but I know she needs one.

I am getting ahead of myself. If I was to save the skin head, I have to get down to the bottom of it.

Why are you evading rehab? You shaved your head so your baby daddy couldn't tell all the chemicals you've been slaving too. (VERY SMART.) Now all you have to do is go cozy up to some crazies, smoke cigs like its your job and chill at your resort for 30 days.

Shit I know if I were in rehab, it would be NO HOLDS BARRED.
I would definitely pretend to be sicko crazy. Throwing-your-turds-at-people-crazy.
But were not talking me, we are talking Brit Brit.

I don't know what I would do with Britney Spears. We could sabor fight with our umbrellas?


You know I don't think I want her at my house.

xoxo,
miss amor

Oh Obama with a B...

A post on February 25, 2007...events occurred January 16, 2007.

Like many people in Austin that day, I was holed up all day in front of the tube (due to the weather,) when Barack OBama filed his paperwork to form a presidential exploratory committee.
I was reading, blogging, etc. and I kept hearing in the background..."OSama this and OSama that."
As I have a cunning ability to block out anything that I want, Osama was not something that peaked my interest that day. I had other things on my mind, I think Shitney Spears had barfed on Issac Cohen and I really wanted to see that shit.

Plus I kept thinking back to my dream of myself and a group of really cool little people... we were all naked in Whole Foods and totally partying in the produce isle. Mini Me was there and he was humping my calf by the organic butter lettuce. And we were in this really new cool grocery store, you know the kinds with the mist and the jungle sound effects. So it was hot, but it was just a stupid dream. I would never let Mini Me hump my calf. Come on. People can't help what they dream, I always tell myself that. Letting Mini Me hump the shit out of me probably just makes me subconsciously a really good person. Thats really NICE of me. Just like it was nice of me to let that man feel me up in the nursing home when I was Christmas caroling. I was just getting in the spirit of the freakin season and the old man starring at my tits the whole time he gummed his stupid banana. I knew his day wasn't looking up. So I allowed it to happen. I did not force him, I kept telling the cops that. Whatever. It's not like I was giving it up, I was giving it back.
Anyway, it was a freaking dream. Gosh!



So I had a lot on my mind. And after like the tenth time of hearing (this is what I am hearing in my head) "OSama is running on a democratic ticket"...Then came the Epiphany.


I turned to my very well informed friend, who led me this 12 hour cnn marathon.
"Okay so your telling me, that 4 years ago we couldn't 'smoke him' out of his caves, like Yosimite Sam (aka George Bush) had promised.
He has WMD, (not to be confused with DWM-Divorced White Male, it happens to me often.) No I am talking WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION. And the dude is filing paper work and raising money to run for presidency?"
"Ya, we are right on. We can not even get this dude when he's filing his shit?"

Why did I have to figure this out?

He looked over at me and said, OBama with a B.

Whatever.

The Alpha and the Omega.

Some thought MISS AMOR was over. Maybe blogs were not for lovers afterall.
Some gave up hope on MISS AMOR, who is that bitch and why won't she post her marvelous shit?
Well the end of MISS AMOR is not near. I am here to resurrect her.
VIVA MISS AMOR!
She is back and it feels like heaven.
XOXO.

The riots are over.

I'm really back and the riots have ceased. It was getting ugly.

I'm back and it's gonna be good.

To the loyal Miss Amor readers...
I'm back!
I am unemployed once again and it just feels right.
I will be updating Miss Amor quite often, but may change the focus.
There are enough really hilarious sites dedicated to the persecution and degregation of celebrities. Unless it is to outlandish for me to ignore I am going to have less celeb talk and more substance.
I missed the entire fall. All those crotch shots! Britney showing off her beat up meat like it was her job. That was funny. But I am back in time for Miss USA getting scolded for being a crackhead!

Let the freak show begin!

This is my excuse.

I was working for an asshole. And i didnt have time for the blog. But I quit today. I told him I couldn't look at his hairplugs for another second. It felt good, he looked like he had been kicked in the nads. I didn't realize until recently that guys worry about hair like women worry about getting fat. It's nice ammo. So I am sure he worries about it on a daily basis, as if he wasn't already, he needed to know, the crop looked bad. But to be honest it was a very hostile work environment. Asshole yelled at me from 8.30am to 6.30pm. I know I am not perfect, but give a sista a break. Anyway, it is bittersweet to be unemployed at the holidays and when I have a trip coming up. What do you do?
This is not actually his head. This guy has kickin plugs compared to asshole.

Burn Firecrotch Burn!

Lindsay looks a little irritated. Don't click on this at work.

I bet Jennifer Gardner and Baby Violet are so proud of the video circulating the web that features thier man Ben Affleck making a complete ass of himself

Brad Pitt is full of excuses, fact is Angie won't marry a bitch like that.

Katie fights back and she wants us to know that the pregnancy was the most normal, non-controversial thing imaginable.

Does Jennifer Aniston have a third nipple?

Jen has really had a year. Bitch lost it when the some pervy photographer took pictures of her inside her home topless. So she sued his ass and won, an undisclosed amount of $. The photographer was supposedly 300 yards away and used a telegraphic lens to get the expensive pics of Jen's tata's.
I was just wondering if I should sue those guys who took pics of me! So what if I was pressing my tits and ass against my glass patio door.

5 years and they still can't find Osama's ass, but give em 24 hours and Firecrotches Hermes will be recovered.

Here is Lindsay Morgan Lohan boo-hooing outside the airport. Poor Miss Crotch realized her Hermes bag was stolen with over $1M worth of jewerly and crack.
She is really upset, she must have brought back some really good stuff from Mexico, where she was vacationing with boytoy Harry Morton.
But thank heavens it was recovered, crack intact. Firecrotch was so happy she smoked the "special rock."

Terrorist must have good odds in vegas. I wish I would have put my money on Osama's ass a long time ago. That old cat must have skills. He's been eluding the UN with Georgie W on his ass for almost five years.

What are you afraid of?

Well now I have a new fear, the fear of Scientologist. This is an interview with one of the most controversial religous institutes in the world. I do not know enough about it to really comment too much, but this video below is freaky. Out of freaky religions I don't know if I should be TEAM POLOGOMY or TEAM SCIENTOLOGY?
But I know for Halloween I'll be a scientologist.
Why do they ask such fucked up quesions?
They kept saying the reporter was a murderer, or a child molestor. They kept asking "what are you hiding" and "what are you afraid of?"
Remember crazy Darma saying "Have you raped a baby?" WTF?

PLEASE CLICK BELOW.

The encounter.

Micha Barton is hot...

and white and dimply. She is only like 22 or something. Damn bitch looks rugged. She usually keeps this nastiness covered up, shes good at that. But the crazy bitch had a laspe in judgement, obviously. She looks like she's about 65 years and excited to hop on the bus and head to the casino.

Murder was the case that they gave em...

Steve Irwin, the "Crocodile Hunter" died today as he was attacked by a stingray when he was filming a documentary in the barrier reef off of Austrailia.
That little fucker stung him in his heart.
RIP

xoxo,
miss amor

Can I say I really love Sarah Silverman.

She was so funny at the VMA's, whatever it is she is trying to do, she is getting it accomplished.
She was effortlessly perfect and called out Paris Hilton for being fat and nasty. She said that Paris was "fatter than the fat Olsen twin." And made note that she was only trying to help Paris. I hope she get's a show or something, I'm a big fan.

ps. Paris actually wore this to the VMS's and said it was Madonna inspired, I'm thinking more like chemically inspired but that's just my little opinion.

I just want to add I don't think Paris is fat, she looks hideous but not fat.

xoxo,
miss amor

You know you're really effed up if...

YOU BRAG ABOUT YOUR GED SCORES!

He has already told us he is delusional.
I mean with his "image" and all to consider.
I brag about my extremely high iq to a very few, or if I feel the need to let someone know how fucking smart I am. But if all I had to brag about is my high scores on my GED I would save myself the embarassment and let that be my little secret.
He was quoted in US weekly and on numerous blogs this week:

"I actually got amazing ass test scores on it. Not that it's the hardest thing in the world. But especially the math. I got pretty high scores for...California."

He said it, I didn't.
Just passing on good hard core news.

You gotta work...

Jessica is mensa material, so she should be able to answer the age old question:
"Does this outfit make me look fat?" not really more like a tard.

Kate Moss is getting married: Needles, blood and broken glass pipes, oh my!

TOLD YOU MOM!!!

No wonder Angelina hates his ass.

Smell my finger.

Wouldn't that be funny if he really had smelt his finger for the photographers. I am sure that if I were a celebrity I would make a total ass of myself for the pics. Anyway, Harry Morton, enterprenuer and owner of Pink Taco is said to be taming the firecrotch. Supposedly his sobriety has had a good effect on her. One time one of my boyfriends said that if he stuck his finger in my butt I would be a better listner. Harry seems to be from the same school of thought.
I just noticed this bitch has freckles on her ankles, she's like covered.

xoxo,
miss amor

And then there were 2...

This looks like a card from one of those crazy stores in the mall, with all the fat hoes in the bath and grandma's in lingerie.

Alright, alright, we RESPECT you Aretha, but we don't need to see you see all your womanhood.
Laying those big, fat, black tits on your stomach for others to plainly view is somehow not right, and I ain't lying. They want a big double strapped industrial instrument to hold them still. Why don't you RESPECT your big ole' tits and get them some proper accommodations.

Just my little useless opinion,
xoxo.
miss amor

There should be a red carpet pee test.

These two were hammered at the VMA's. Totally pilled out. Farrah looked a little uncomforable but Paula just had a look of bliss. An opiate kind of bliss.

xoxo,
miss amor

Happy Bidet to you PeeWee.

Pee Wee Herman, the eldering pervert turned a big ole 54 today!
Though he faced charges for child porn, I still loved Pee Wee. His playhouse rocked!
I wanted a ball of rubberbands and that is where I learned to make parfaits, which I still engage in.

He was the first fag, i mean homosexual male, that I really loved.
Then came W and most recently is Augustine Burroghs and Micheal K-Dlisted.

Anyway, the big ole perv had another bday. I hope his day is full of porn and bike riding.

xoxo,
miss amor

Nobody puts Daniel in a corner.

Daniel totally blames his little bitch sister, Ashley age 7, and I am fo sho Team Daniel.
As reported by the onion.

Daniel Barriault is serving a time-out for a crime the 5-year-old claims he didn’t commit. Charged with possession of three Oreo cookies only a half-hour before supper and sentenced to a bare 8-by-12-inch bedroom corner for eight minutes, Barriault has had just one thing on his mind while waiting for his release.


This 8 miles didn't do much for old Dan, he's come out of it harder and stronger.

"I may have been innocent when they put me in here, but I’m sure as heck not innocent now," said Barriault, who has served time-outs for a wide range of offenses over the years, including public misconduct, second-degree assault of a sibling, and vandalism misdemeanors when only 17 months old. "They took eight minutes of my life away, eight minutes of playtime I’ll never get back, eight minutes of cartoons I’ll never get the chance to experience—and for that, they will pay."

This kid is either going to end up with a 50K shrink bill or he should just start writing rap. He could be the next 50 cent. He has seen some shit.



click below.
The onion, the only place for worthy news.

one ream at a time...

This is called enjoying the simple pleasures in life. Eric Greeley of Boston gets his rocks off by keeping the copy machine filled up to the very last ream.
His life is now devoted to the mid-sized companies copy machine and monitouring the levels and usage of the paper, but most importantly making sure the machine is full of paper.

I personally received a BBA, so I took very basic psychology classes. But Eric seems to be classic OCD. He is obsessing due to stress and compulsing on the Cannon 4-in-1.

"Is it glamorous?" Greeley asked. "No. But doing the right thing never is."

Spoken like a true freak, but there's more...

"In the end, it’s such a small sacrifice for a far greater good. All you have to do is go get the paper, pop out the input tray, fill it to exactly the right level, and slide the tray carefully back in. I’m doing my part to make the world a little better, one ream at a time."

I know Paxil is used to treat OCD, let's hope his recent medication adjustment is the reason for the season.

"Sometimes I’ll stock it up even if it’s not empty," Greeley said. "Let’s say it’s half full. Well, nine or 10 decent-sized jobs can knock that right out, so I really have to stay on my toes, be prepared for anything. You can’t wait for trouble to come to you."

click below.
my incredible source The Onion.

We just have options...

Some Dick over at Forbes wrtoe a crazy blog about how it is better for a man to marry a woman who 1.) has no formal university education, 2.) works less than 35 hours a week and 3.) makes less than 30K annually.

Ya, those are some good qualifications for a domestic partner.

In the article, it is stated that "career women" are more likely to divorce, cheat on their spouse, less likely to have children and more prone to being unhappy about having children once they arrive.

Yes, let us all take a step back in the evolution of the gender roles and keep these little ladies where they belong. In the laundry room, or the delivery room, in sweatpants and moomoo's with kids hanging from their chest.

What scares men, or men that subscribe to this theory is women now have more choices and exposure. We know what is out there, we know what we want, we have goals for ourself that do not involve our partners and we do not need to be validated to or by anyone-


We Can Do It ourselves.


Read the Forbes article.

xoxo,
miss amor

Jessica Simpson is hyper intelligent!

Her mother speaks out and claims jessica is blessed with the intelligence to match a member of mensa and it is said that she plays the blond dumb cutie for the media, that must be the reason she acts tardish at her recent radio appearance for her killa album A Pubic Hair Affair.

When asked the simple quesion: What is the title of your album, it goes a little something like this...

DJ: So, Jessica, what's the name of your new album?
Jessica: Uhhhhh [searching], A Pubic Affair? Public, I mean Public. Man those words look the same. StupidstupidJessica. Oohhhh, my dad's gonna be sooooo mad at mee...

by being sooooo mad, i am thinking it involves Jessica bare back, bent over kneeling in rice and big daddy Joe with his wooden spoon.

Bitch, quit using my mensa line!

xoxo,
miss amor

Who would you do...Jay or Silent Bob?

After watching Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back, I was left pondering the question which would I rather engage in relations with.




Right now I am thinking Jay.
It may be the wine.


xoxo,
miss amor

Firecrotch the lingering Scent...

Just what we need a scent of coke breath, mystic tan and Marlboro Red. You know she's a Marlboro Red girl.

Besides that I am sure her dirty weaves smell like sweet nasty head, and I have been told by a VERY reliable source that the smell of the firecrotch has killed all her house plants. Poor things just need sugar, water and sunlight.
Firecrotch the scent will be represented by the same company that Sarah Jessica Parker presented Lovely, which is indeed lovely.
I have a name for Lindsays scent: DEBAUCEHEROUS.

Pluto ain't shit.

PHOTO TAKEN FROM THE BUBBLE TELESCOPE.

Okay, so somewhere, somehow some very important 450 ppl. voted and Pluto is no longer a planet. Yes, there are now 8 planets. So, your telling me the very unimportant people here who are left merely as victims to the gas pump and only get to a choice between Bush and Kerry? These very important people get to veto a planet. That scares me to think of other things that could be vetoed. They can't veto eye cream or morning after pills or I will fuck someone up. There are just some things we believe in as American's and to my alliegance I pledge to Laura Mercier. So look you 450 studs, whoever you are, just watch what you go voting on. Don't change my reality.
By the way, Pluto is now been denoted to a dwarf planet, cast away from the other eight.

xoxo,
miss amor

Paris puts the I in HIV.

I knew she would find her purpose in life.

xoxo,
miss amor

Meredith to jerk off male staff of the morning show?

What a dirty bitch.
I know she's been couped up with that frog eyed Star Jones, smelling her weave every morning listening to the hen's cackle. The biggest nuts she's grabbed in the past year are her own,(Barbara's are small and saggy.)
Maybe she had her med's readjusted and this is merely a side affect that will resolve itself in 4-6 weeks. Or maybe she just wants to cup Matt's nutsack. Or maybe the devil made her do it. Whatever the case may be, it seems that Sex in the Morning Show may be on the up and up. If you get my drift.

xoxo,
miss amor

Who knows what he is into...

As reported by one of Osama's SEX SLAVES Kola Boof, the Islamic extremist has an infatuation with Whitney Houston. She is telling all September, when her book comes out. He said he wanted to plan a meeting and take her away and he doesn't care that she is of color. She is the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and even had pic from Star magazine in his briefcase. She said his bullshit got annoying he was so obsessed.
I don't know Osama, I saw her in The Bodyguard and she was hot. And I do admit she has an amazing voice. But bitch is a crackhead. Didn't you see her "drug dungeon?" Where she would hide out and smoke crank, smoke bud and drink liquor and just wack off for hours with tons of toys? Google it, I swear by the National Enquirer that this is true. And her horrifying reality television show with husband Bobbi Brown?
They were so effed up I won't even say the kind of shit they did. I could not even type it and that is pushing boudaries with me. I usually just avoid typing something if it were illegal but...OKAY I will give you one disturbing fact from the show I luckily did not see, but only read about. I am going to say this as politely as possible. Appearantly one of them had to deficate, so they did their business and called the other into the bathroom to help out with the finish up. And by that I mean finger in an rear end. I feel bad for typing this. Your right dad, maybe I should change the direction of this blog.
I really hope your a reader Osama.

more from Dlisted.

xoxo
miss amor

Beans and Frank alert #3- Hulk Hogan's package.

Nobody needs to see this much of the Hulk. I like his Mystic tan level 3. What do you expect, have you seen his offspring?

Does Lance not remember he gave People and exclusive interview when he "Came Out?"

He totally came out in People magazine last month. Now he takes his photos in his favorite position? We know he take it up the dookey shot and loves it, but does he have to flaunt it? You don't see me on my back with my legs behind my ears in photos. No you don't.
xoxo,
miss amor

The crackhead from American Pie is alive!

After making a couple B list movies, miss Natasha Lyonne decided it was time to start running into the law and needles. Anyway, the bitch is back and I can smell her from
here.

source

xoxo,
miss amor

St. John featuring Miss Angelina.

Can she get any more gorgeous? Someone had better clone this bitch.

xoxo
miss amor

Demi don't need no mo blo.

For Runner's, big 18th birthday, Demi decided to relive her brat pack days and snort some coke with notorious druggie Lindsay Lohan.

xoxo,
miss amor