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Madonna is dressed to kill…literally
Bush hates pirates
Getting sick in college for dummies
McCain doesn’t roll on Shabbos
Don’t worry!! She’s still a size 0!!
Who’s got a hate-on for Tom Brady?
Angelina teaches kids to play with knives
Marcia was a ho — and other secrets
Why don’t know why she’s famous either
Miley has lived such a full life…
An America by any other name would just be Georgina
Natalie Portman will ALWAYS be better than you
Audrina poses in a bikini to stay famous
Aw, such sweet bromance…
Understand the economy with Chris Farley movies
At last, something to do with your ex’s testicles once you cut them off
Celeb camel toe AND mom jeans alert
Howard Stern ties the knot, Mr. Kelly Ripa officiates, celebrities now control the universe
Britney channels the other Madonna
Diddy is afraid of Palin
It’s official, Kate Moss has a golden vajayjay
The sham is almost over…
Dita Von Always Looks Awesome
St. Tyra declaws a catfight
Holly finally realized Hef is old
I admit, I’m one of those people who watch the Super Bowl mostly for the commercials (although this year, I almost shed a tear when my New England Pats choked at the end…NH pride, baby!), and while advertisers were mildly funny yesterday, there were really only a few commercials stood out for me.
One featured Justin Timberlake getting his ass kicked. Now, I’ve never really been JT’s biggest fan; I don’t find him that attractive, I’m not really into his music, and sometimes I think he comes off kinda self-involved…but I gotta hand it to the guy: the more he acts, the better I like him.
Also, who isn’t into watching someone getting hit in the nuts not once, not twice, but three times?!
Thanks a lot Borat and Coach Joseph, but we still don’t understand what a two-point conversion or a punt return is. (That’s actually my high school…Imagine having Coach Jo as a World History teacher.) Anyway, its that time of year. Super Bowl parties! We want to be there for the food, commercials, and booze, but what is this football business going on in the middle of all that? Sitting through a football game, clueless as to what’s going on is roughly equivalent to conversational Farsi. Growing up in a devout Texas football town, I will tell you that it takes years for the fairer sex to pick up the hundreds of rules and terms, as we have spent most of football season gossiping in the stands. I’ve gone and written out some of the more important ones that will help you follow the game and impress the boys. Guys think you are SO rad if you’re actually into football, but until you prove yourself, you’ll be treated as a spy. Read More »
If it’s at all possible, I feel really bad for Bridget Moynahan. Not only is she mostly known as the chick who got royally screwed over by Mr. Big after he cheated and destroyed their marriage, but her real life sucks, too. She was dating football stud Tom Brady, who dumped her for Gisele Bundchen. Yea. He does pretty well for himself.
But before Tom could enjoy a lifetime of sweet, supermodel sex…..oops! Bridget was pregnant with Tom’s baby, and he still didn’t want her back.
If that’s not enough of a slap in the face, Gisele broke out the fangs and claws and sent Bridget really expensive baby clothes - specifically “a onesie with the word ’supermodel’ written across it.”
Damn!
I’m not the only who is noticing this passive aggressive move. It’s pretty bold and pretty bitchy, as there is nothing worse than pulling a “Heyyyy, maaaaan, everything’s cool, I’m just gonna use this obnoxious tactic to try and solve our little problem here, but really, it’s just gonna piss you off even more and you’re going to resent me and want to punch me in the face. No biggie!” Ugh. Sooooo annoying (although sarcasm is always appreciated).
PassiveAggressiveNotes.com - a hilarious peek into the world of annoying post-its, notes, emails and signs people have actually written to their co-workers, roommates and fellow citizens that do anything but fix the problems at hand. You’ll see what I mean. Read More »
