Friday, September 17, 2010

Paris, Acid, Lindsay Lohan, and other ramblings....

Oh to be the lip gloss in Paris Hilton's purse.  The things that lip gloss could tell us.  There is seriously a party going on in her purse daily.  What I love the most, is that it's never her fault.  I mean what, does she think it will ruin her pristine reputation? Maybe she thinks we can handle firecrotch shots and her line of boyfriends, but drugs would just be taking it a bit too far. I'll have to ask her the next time I run into her in lockup. You have to admit, it's kind of funny that due to her vanity, coke fell out of her bag and she got herself busted. You can't make this stuff up.  I wonder if the deputy said....that's hot?!

Did any of you catch acid girl up in Washington State?  I am fascinated that someone would deface themselves with acid for attention.  I really can't even wrap my mind around it. I hope she gets some help cause it's obvious she really needs it.

Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay....  I don't even know what to say. I hope it's not true and she didn't fail the drug test.  She is clearly an addict; an attention addict and a drug addict (don't even get me started on alcohol).  At some point in time, you have to grow up and stop blaming your parents for your antics. No one forced her to put drugs or alcohol into her mouth. That was a choice she alone made.  I really hope she gets help before she injures someone else in the madness that is her life. There is really not a conspiracy against you Lindsay. We, the public, are scared that we will be next on your hit and run list.  You're nothing without your big bad car.

Is it wrong that I could totally see Britney Spears parading around naked in front of her body guard?  I kind of miss crazy Britney.  I know mental illness isn't funny, but as soon as she cut her hair off and went into conservatorship, the economy tanked.  I'm just sayin....


Don't you wish you could pull an Adam Lambert or Russell Brand at family gatherings. I mean really, those pictures are always unflattering. The lighting sucks and they never catch your good side. Don't you wish you could just deck Aunt Tracy for following you around with a camera?  Here, this works for my nephew, USE YOUR WORDS.  You are celebrities and don't get to have a life so get over it.  You can't just go around punching people whether they deserve it or not. This is not even in the fine print of your contract you signed with the devil.  It's in the first paragraph.  It says clearly, "In exchange for giving you fame and fortune, yada yada...legal mumbo jumbo, you must give up all your privacy, do at least one stint in rehab,  get arrested at least twice, and then burn in hell for all eternity". 

On a more serious note. I sometimes wonder why a lot of these younger celebs can't seem to make it through the day without pills or alcohol.  It makes you wonder how empty their lives are that they need to fill themselves up with illegal substances in order to make it through.  It's sad really.

Well, I have to go now.  I have to go pour acid on myself and blame a white person.  I'll try to get back to you after my interview on Today.....

No comments:

Post a Comment