Bloggfćrslur mánađarins, júlí 2008

Brit er ađ vinna ađ nýrri plötu sem á ađ koma út seinna á árinu

As the humidity rises, Britney is keeping busy recording a brand new album, the singer’s manager Larry Rudolph confirmed Wednesday.

The twenty-six year old Britney “is spending her summer in the recording studio,” a rep for Jive records says in a press release, adding, “She’s working with a team of top-notch producers and songwriters and we’re very excited about what she’s accomplished so far.


Kate Moss

 


Ronni og Paris í LA

Football star Cristiano Ronaldo, who is in Los Angeles on business, partied with some dude friends at Villa in Los Angeles last night. A solo Wonky McValtrex was also at the club and had her one good eye set on Cristiano the entire night.

The Daily Mail claims she sat next to him and tried to get with that shit. A witness said, "Paris was all over him. The moment he arrived, she went over to his private table. At one point, she pushed her chest together and made a point of trying to snuggle up against him. But Ronaldo clearly wasn't interested in Paris. He turned his back on her." I'm surprised she didn't start dry humping his back.

Leave it to that skank to prey on a man while he's injured! As far as I know, she's still titty fucking Boy George Benji Madden. I'm sure they are still together, but Wonky is the slut of all sluts. She makes Sienna Miller look like Mother Theresa.

Cristiano must have listened to customs when he arrived in the US. They tell everyone, "Welcome to the United States. Have a good trip and don't fuck Paris Hilton."

Here's Cristiano and Wonky out in LA last night.

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Corey Feldman (37)
Jesse Jane (28)
Jenna Lewis (31)
Chris Pontius (34)
Barry Sanders (40)
Will Ferrell (41)
Phoebe Cates (45)
Michael Flatley (50)
Tony Kushner (52)
Ruben Blades (60)
Corin Redgrave (69)


Strong Pill

Doc, you've gotta help me... my wife just isn't interested in sex anymore.
Haven't you got a pill or something I can give her?"
"Look, I can't prescribe..."
"Doc, we've been friends for years. Have you ever seen me this upset?
I am desperate! I can't think; I can't concentrate; my life is going utterly
to Hell! You've got to help me."
The doctor opens his desk drawer and removes a small bottle of pills.
"Ordinarily, I wouldn't do this. These are experimental, the tests so far indicate that they're VERY powerful. Don't give her more than ONE,
understand? JUST one."
"I don't know, doc; she's awfully cold..." "One. No more. In her coffee. Okay?"
"Um... okay."

Our hero expresses gratitude, and departs for home, where his wife has
dinner waiting. When dinner is finished, she goes to the kitchen to bring dessert. Our hero, in fumbling haste, pulls the pills from his pocket and drops one into his wife's coffee. He reflects for a moment, hesitates, then drops in a second pill. And then he begins to worry. The doctor did say
they were powerful. Then an inspiration strikes: he drops one pill into
his own coffee.
His wife returns with the shortcake, and they enjoy their dessert and coffee, our hero with poorly concealed anticipation. Sure enough, a few minutes after they finish, his wife shudders a little, sighs deeply and heavily, and a strange smoky look enters her eyes. In a deep, throaty, near-whisper, in a tone of voice he has never heard her use before, she says, "I... need...a man..."
His eyes glitter and his hands tremble as he replies, "Me... too.."


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