





...and be sure to grab yourself a nice big piece of breast.
Some People Look at the World and Ask "Why?" I Look At It and Say, "G-F-Y"



Maybe Samuel L. Jackson's hitman character from Pulp Fiction got to her or something and said "bitch chill, or else I'll whack ya out!" But regardless of what it was, something transformed this bombed broad from a wild-ass fuzz-buster into a cool little Fonzie wannabe inside of a very short period of time (allegedly). Maybe the cops just gave her another drink?
When finally cuffed following the scuffle, Watson reportedly continued to cuss the cops and forced them to physically carry her to the police cruiser, which she then allegedly proceeded to kick the hell out of once she was deposited inside.

Looks like I picked the wrong week to pitch a tent down at my local urban "occupy protest." Because according to a slew of new studies from America, Britain and Spain, I'd be well-advised to get the hell out of Cowtown and see if I can finagle one more road trip outta my '79 Dodge Ram and take up residence outside Hartsburg, Missouri, in the proverbial van down by the river.
All of those things are beyond my control, of course. And although the studies also reference increased eating disorders amongst urban acolytes, I'm like Tony Montana over here: I never overeat, even when I pig out.
"Hey Teach, can you come over and help me invert my fractions," little Timmy said during class to his female teacher. But Teach told him to hold his damn horses over there: "Give me a minute, already, Timmy -- I still gots ten more pics to upload to my slutty teacher porn site, then I'll help you. The Net's real slow today." Good Grief...
But now this alleged shapely slut's moonlighting has reportedly come to climatic end like so many porn money shots, as the school has banned the alleged slutpuppy from the classroom and placed her on leave while her alleged "porn ring" is fully investigated.

I'd be hard-pressed to argue with anyone calling University of Eastern Missouri head football coach Gary Pinkel an idiot for his much-publicized DWI arrest this week (mugshot immediately above). The "remarkable" one makes millions of bucks a year. Call a damn cab or line up a freakin' limo already! But out of New York this week, an even more moronic creature...
And if your hammered hide must go demolition derby on your city's finest, then make sure not to couple that course of action with any outward signs that you may be sloshed. Such as: A loud T-shirt saying, "I'm Not an Alcoholic. I'm a Drunk. Alcoholics Go to Meetings."

Memo to morons everywhere (whether of the right-wing or left-wing variety): You don't ever, ever, ever post something on the Net that even so much as insinuates a suggestion of violence against the president, lest you wish to have the entire world (including a horde of Men in Black) all over your ass like the result of a Herman Cain dinner invitation (allegedly). Lesson learned (maybe) for this right-winger gop-er broad in Texas...
This incident caps off a bad week for Obama to pick to stop smoking, as earlier in the week some slimeball with more names than Patty "Wasserman" Simpson -- Oscar Ramiro Ortega Hernandez (pictured above) -- allegedly took a pot shot at the White House (the Bamster was outta town at the time).

And boy did that shit stink! And then some. Said one sanitation worker: "I pick up garbage for a living, and these were some of the worst smells I've EVER experienced!" Not to mention, workers were treated to a veritable potpourri of disgusting personalty...
Apparently also, the protesters "inhabiting" the park counted among their leftist lot that wily old-school 'rassler The HonkyTonk Man -- since "two busted guitars" were found strewn amongst the rubble just for good measure. Now these protesters just need a bearded lady, a midget or two, and the "piggy piggy" dude from "American Horror Story" so that they can officially take this circus out on the road. Drivers license required.

She never sounded so angry like this in her music! She's known for her long string of U.S. R&B and Dance chart hits spanning four decades (many of which I've recited below), including a personal favorite of mine ("Stir It Up") and other top hits like "New Attitude" and "Lady Marmalade." And, apparently, whatever you do: Don't let your little shit run around unattended if Miss Patti is around (allegedly)!
That's when mama says she made the mistake of giving a bit of sass to the soul diva, responding to LaBelle: "I have no interest in what you say or think." (Mouthing off to one of these divas -- not bright -- mama should've known "Something Special's Gonna Happen Tonight" right there and then).
And being that she's a showbiz gal, what great performance would be complete with a big encore? So LaBelle next allegedly took a damn swing at the mama, who just happens to be pregnant, BTW. Mama also alleges the whole ruckus made little Genevieve cry and puke right there on the spot, but that's not even the half of it...
As an Independent, I always love mentioning or talking about Reagan, because it's damn sure to piss somebody off. He's one of the most polarizing political figures of my lifetime. He's held up as the Great Hero of American Conservatism by the gop-ers even though he'd have little place today in a republic partisan party that's swung way to the right, even by Reagan's standards (they'd primary Reagan's ass today)...
Apparently no sooner than Laurie could barely dab the ketchup and mustard from her mouth, the book says Reagan was whisking away the 19-year-old virgin into the next room for a little Bedtime for Bonzo. And indeed, much like the chimpanzee, the old guy (according to Laurie) was a "'show-off' who had sex 'without grace.'"

"Mommy, Mommy, we had fun today at school! It was strawberry milk day. And my book order came in. And little Hector farted in the lunchroom. And Mr. Grooms' hair fell off his head. And we had show and tell. Oh yeah, and a porn star read us a real funny story..."
And lest there be any questions concerning Ms. Grey's qualifications to be spouting children's literature to the little shits at Emerson, check out the below short form of her resume, which includes some 150 porn films over the last five years since she turned 18. Here are ten of her more well-known titles, in alphabetical order:
So this porn broad can really bring the goods. Moot issue there. But the 10,000 pound elephant in the room -- unaddressed in the linked news story -- is which children's story, precisely, this nasty little number screamed at the little tots. Here are my ten best guesses as to which book this porn queen might have trotted out for the young tikes: