Junky Jordache Blind Item Update ...and This Weeks Blind Item
In regards to a previous Blind Vice, Ted says "Jordache Junky is not Brittney Murphy (either he's being forced to say its not her, or maybe it is Kirsten Dunst):
Ted Says,"Gosh, just don't know which was more shocking: the fact that Paris Hilton was acting all possessive, still, over Stavros (the guy we all know is going to be ex-Greek stud number whatever in seconds) at Privilege this past weekend or the fact that select gossip rags in the Biz decided my One Step-by-Skanky-Step Blind Vice about Jordache Junky was written with Brittany Murphy in mind. 'Cause it wasn't.
I rarely do this. But since I consider Brit a friend (and one of the best troupers to survive the Ex Wars--as in, Ashton Kutcher), I want all Awful Truth readers to know Jordache ain't about Brittany. Not even close, come to think of it.
Sorry, Brit. You da best, babe"
This weeks Blind Item:
One Domestically Disturbed Blind Vice
Everybody adores Madeline Max-It, 'cause girlfriend has the shit goin' on. Mads went from being a plain, mousy gal to a svelte superstudstress. Hit endeavors, a hottie partner and a family unit helped seal the deal for the curvy babe, whose detractors round Hollywood were simply seething over the fact that M.M.I. seems to have just a little too much of a good thing.
Well, those naysayers can relax.
Not only is Mad's spouse more partial to the types who, say, fill out pants a little better than does our Madeline (however, M. sports them as best as any femme does, must say), but more and more folks are getting hip to the extramarital fact that is Mads and her hunky costar Mike Mouthful.
Yep, you got it: Mads apparently doesn't mind so much when her hubby cheats with the fellahs, thanks to Mike's sizable offscreen shenanigans (on par with those onscreen, to be sure).
But Mads and Mikey sure better be more selective about where they tongue--and digit--wrestle. Too many parties are starting to serve them up, verbally speaking, before and after the raspberry-and-chocolate soufflé.
....and its not: Heather Locklear, Richie SamboraCharlie Sheen, Denise RichardsCourteney Cox, David Arquette
Ted Says,"Gosh, just don't know which was more shocking: the fact that Paris Hilton was acting all possessive, still, over Stavros (the guy we all know is going to be ex-Greek stud number whatever in seconds) at Privilege this past weekend or the fact that select gossip rags in the Biz decided my One Step-by-Skanky-Step Blind Vice about Jordache Junky was written with Brittany Murphy in mind. 'Cause it wasn't.
I rarely do this. But since I consider Brit a friend (and one of the best troupers to survive the Ex Wars--as in, Ashton Kutcher), I want all Awful Truth readers to know Jordache ain't about Brittany. Not even close, come to think of it.
Sorry, Brit. You da best, babe"
This weeks Blind Item:
One Domestically Disturbed Blind Vice
Everybody adores Madeline Max-It, 'cause girlfriend has the shit goin' on. Mads went from being a plain, mousy gal to a svelte superstudstress. Hit endeavors, a hottie partner and a family unit helped seal the deal for the curvy babe, whose detractors round Hollywood were simply seething over the fact that M.M.I. seems to have just a little too much of a good thing.
Well, those naysayers can relax.
Not only is Mad's spouse more partial to the types who, say, fill out pants a little better than does our Madeline (however, M. sports them as best as any femme does, must say), but more and more folks are getting hip to the extramarital fact that is Mads and her hunky costar Mike Mouthful.
Yep, you got it: Mads apparently doesn't mind so much when her hubby cheats with the fellahs, thanks to Mike's sizable offscreen shenanigans (on par with those onscreen, to be sure).
But Mads and Mikey sure better be more selective about where they tongue--and digit--wrestle. Too many parties are starting to serve them up, verbally speaking, before and after the raspberry-and-chocolate soufflé.
....and its not: Heather Locklear, Richie SamboraCharlie Sheen, Denise RichardsCourteney Cox, David Arquette
posted by Bricks and Stones at Wednesday, November 23, 2005
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