I am guessing my picture source is from the UK because all the pictures that I have been getting lately have been UK d-listers. I think posting them makes this site more interesting that the other celebrity blogs that are out there, but then again celebrity blogs are mad HOMO and just this intro makes this site more interesting that the other celebrity blogs….I could get a 3 year old kid to randomly press keys on my keyboard and the mangled words he produces would make this site would still be more interesting than other celebrity blogs. I could re-issue posts in my archives with 2 year old pictures and this site would be more interesting that the other celebrity blogs out there. I could abandon the site and delete the archives but keep the Booble banner up and this site would still be more interesting that the other celebrity blogs. All this is to say that other celebrity blogs are run by lame people who have a false sense of authority, a false sense of importance and a false sense of celebrity and even my piece of shit site beats the fucking shit out of them. If this was the ’50s, I’d be the rockstar in the garage fixing my motorbike with 2 sluts while listening to rock and roll and they’d be the faggot squares at the community center playing Musical Chairs. Speaking of people with a false sense of celebrity and Musical Chairs, my old friend DJ AM was playing at the local W hotel. I only found out about it at 1 am, cuz I am out of the loop like that, but I would have liked to been reunited with him, a lot like he probably wants to be reunited with Richie. For those of you who don’t know, AM used to email me until I told him Nicole Richie was a whore and he was better off without her. Turns out I was right and that AM, my ticket to Hollywood, wasn’t too impressed by me and stopped emailing me. In honor of useless f-list celebs and since I wasn’t at the event to get pics, here are some pics of some slag from UK Big Brother and her Tits.

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I am 95% convinced that this emo/goth kid who shot up Dawson College has a myspace profile. I want anyone out there who knows who this cunt is to send it in. I am curious as to what kind of psycho shit this fucker blogged about and who his friends were. I am pissed off that he woke up this morning knowing that he was going to do this and not walk away alive. I don’t understand why he couldn’t just end his fucking life like a normal sucidal kid by hanging himself off the rafters in his basement with a note telling his parents to go fuck themselves for neglecting him and his ex girlfriend that he couldn’t live without her….

I think what it comes down to is that the media does give people ideas they otherwise wouldn’t have thought up. The bad guy in movies is always glamorized especially to someone who hates the fucking world and since everyone wants to be famous, dude figures out a way to be legendary. He got his 15 minutes, he made CNN, he’s left a negative impact on a bunch of people’s lives on some level of another, now they are saying that he’s taken one kids life, injured 20 other people and affected the mental health and sense of security of a even more people.

My stepdaughter’s friend was one of the people shot in her leg. Another friend of her’s was next to someone who got shot in the head. All of this was really unnecessary. A lot like my links:

Pictures of the Day:

Amanda Lepore

Demi & Ashton

Kristen Cavallari

Sexy Not Back Yet Timberlake

Rachel Weisz

Tori Spelling

Mira Sorvino and Her Gambling Baby

Lydia Hearst

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I went out to get a coffee because that’s pretty much the only thing I can afford to do for entertainment and it’s a solid excuse to get out of the apartment even if it is only for 10 minutes. The school shooting is over and the story made it to CNN. That means the world was watching and I had the perfect opportunity to do some kind of stepPUBLICITY stunt or at least get some of the fucker students rocking some stepSHIRTS but I am not that quick-moving. I always wished I had a solid following of people who talk about this site in everyday situations like “hey did you see what was on Stepfather” but it will never happen and that’s ok.

When getting my coffee people were talking about the Lohan pussy shot and how the one with panties is the fake. I wanted to go up to them and say that my site was semi-involved in that scandal but instead I just got my coffee because I am not that good at promoting. I also saw a woman with one brown stained tooth in an otherwise toothless mouth lighting up a smoke and she remided me of MUNG’s last post.

Luckily, MUNG sent in a useless update of an email and I am posting it for all of you to read/ignore and comment on/ignore. Remember the more comments you make, the more likely he’ll be to send in another update, so do what’s right for all of our sake.

As I sat down this morning to a delicious hearty breakfast of All Bran (to keep me regular because I have had the trots for the past couple of days), I remembered what it was like back in the day when my bitch of a mother wouldn’t let me have all the cool sugary cereals like Franken Berry, Count Chocula, Boo Berry, Cookie Crisp, Trix and Lucky Charms. What a fucking cunt she was. She would drag me around the fucking market holding my hand to make sure I didn’t throw anything sugary in the cart because I had a weight problem and resembled a giant ball of cookie dough when I was little. We would walk down every aisle in the market except for the fucking cereal aisle. That stupid bitch of a woman knew better. She learned her lesson after the first few times of taking me down the cereal aisle, because I used to throw a giant fit in the middle of the aisle that was comparable to an epileptic seizure when I didn’t get my way. The cereal aisle was the coolest fucking thing in the world. It was the closest thing to Disneyland a little fucker could get. The boxes were trippy as fuck, and had more colours in them than the City of Toronto’s downtown core. How can you tell a kid no? All the other kids got to sit down and watch Thundercats on Saturday morning with a bowl full of Reese’s Puffs and I got to watch my cartoons with a bowl of fucking Grape Nuts.

So today, I went to Sobey’s and bought every fucking box of cereal that had enough sugar in it to kill a diabetic elephant….then I called my Mom. I told her to fuck off, and just to spite her I am going to eat all 6 boxes in one sitting in a giant bowl. I might tell you how it goes later in my next post because this post sucks and probably won’t get posted…but then again, it probably will because you are a lazy fuck and haven’t posted yet today.

I attached some picture of the old boxes from the 80’s that used to entice me so much. They have changed drastically from the new boxes because the new characters on the boxes don’t look strung out on cereal like the old ones do. Just have a good look at Franken Berry. Motherfucker looks like he just shot up.

MUNG

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I went out to get a coffee because that’s pretty much the only thing I can afford to do for entertainment and it’s a solid excuse to get out of the apartment even if it is only for 10 minutes. The school shooting is over and the story made it to CNN. That means the world was watching and I had the perfect opportunity to do some kind of stepPUBLICITY stunt or at least get some of the fucker students rocking some stepSHIRTS but I am not that quick-moving. I always wished I had a solid following of people who talk about this site in everyday situations like “hey did you see what was on Stepfather” but it will never happen and that’s ok.

When getting my coffee people were talking about the Lohan pussy shot and how the one with panties is the fake. I wanted to go up to them and say that my site was semi-involved in that scandal but instead I just got my coffee because I am not that good at promoting. I also saw a woman with one brown stained tooth in an otherwise toothless mouth lighting up a smoke and she remided me of MUNG’s last post.

Luckily, MUNG sent in a useless update of an email and I am posting it for all of you to read/ignore and comment on/ignore. Remember the more comments you make, the more likely he’ll be to send in another update, so do what’s right for all of our sake.

As I sat down this morning to a delicious hearty breakfast of All Bran (to keep me regular because I have had the trots for the past couple of days), I remembered what it was like back in the day when my bitch of a mother wouldn’t let me have all the cool sugary cereals like Franken Berry, Count Chocula, Boo Berry, Cookie Crisp, Trix and Lucky Charms. What a fucking cunt she was. She would drag me around the fucking market holding my hand to make sure I didn’t throw anything sugary in the cart because I had a weight problem and resembled a giant ball of cookie dough when I was little. We would walk down every aisle in the market except for the fucking cereal aisle. That stupid bitch of a woman knew better. She learned her lesson after the first few times of taking me down the cereal aisle, because I used to throw a giant fit in the middle of the aisle that was comparable to an epileptic seizure when I didn’t get my way. The cereal aisle was the coolest fucking thing in the world. It was the closest thing to Disneyland a little fucker could get. The boxes were trippy as fuck, and had more colours in them than the City of Toronto’s downtown core. How can you tell a kid no? All the other kids got to sit down and watch Thundercats on Saturday morning with a bowl full of Reese’s Puffs and I got to watch my cartoons with a bowl of fucking Grape Nuts.

So today, I went to Sobey’s and bought every fucking box of cereal that had enough sugar in it to kill a diabetic elephant….then I called my Mom. I told her to fuck off, and just to spite her I am going to eat all 6 boxes in one sitting in a giant bowl. I might tell you how it goes later in my next post because this post sucks and probably won’t get posted…but then again, it probably will because you are a lazy fuck and haven’t posted yet today.

I attached some picture of the old boxes from the 80’s that used to entice me so much. They have changed drastically from the new boxes because the new characters on the boxes don’t look strung out on cereal like the old ones do. Just have a good look at Franken Berry. Motherfucker looks like he just shot up.

MUNG

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I don’t know if you remember Brad the Jew Lawyer, but he used to help me with this site when I started it. I assume you don’t remember him because you don’t read what I write. I don’t blame you, I don’t read anything on the Internet. Either way, Brad is still my lawyer and we got together last night, because it’s been a while since we last met and because he offered to take me out for dinner. I never turn down an free meal and the chance to get the fuck out of my house.

We got drunk and dinner, so I suggested we go to the strippers, because let’s face it, strippers are my favorite type of humanitarian. People don’t realize that these sluts save marriages by giving men the chance to grab new titty and prevent suicides of losers like you who have never had female attention.

The highlight of the night was when Brad ran into his wife’s 90 year old father and spent the better part of the night trying to not be seen. It’s funny that no matter how old you are, you are always pussy when you see your wife’s dad at a nudie bar. I don’t remember much else other than being drunk, watching some dude give a stripper an erotic massage, seeing 2 dudes who seemed more into each other than into the strippers, seeing a couple who were trying to spice up their sex life, seeing a 400 pound greek dude get down to Bob Sinclair’s Children of the Sky song like he was in Mikanos and one bull dyke and her gas huffing native friends talking about being in the Marines while flexing her arms and staggering. I remember trying to chat up one of the whores outside the club when Brad bummed a cigarette off her, but she wasn’t having it. Her lame boyfriend ripped through the parking lot in his Benz to pick her up. When she got in, he squealed off, proving that he’s the real man and that whores go for guys with money and not guys who are cool.

The night ended when Brad drunk drove us around some area near my stepdaughter’s school. This post isn’t that funny, but I am still dealing with the school shooting. That’s my excuse and I am sticking to it.

Speaking of drunk, here are some pics of the cunt singer of Oasis, Noel Gallagher and his girlfriend Sara Macdonald acting a drunken fool at the NME.com 10 year anniversary party. I always hated Oasis just like I have always hated you. Cuddles.

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There was a shooting at a college in downtown Montreal. That’s the city that I live in. I am watching it on the news right now and I just saw the cops take someone out on a stretcher covered in blood. They say that there were 4 shooters and 6 people shot. I just saw them put a yellow blanket over what looked like a body. They are saying the shooters were dressed in black trench coats and had rifles. This may not be insanity to you, since you are American and you are born with guns – not pacifiers and school shootings seem to be a right of passage, like getting your first blowjob or smoking your first joint. But there is nothing funny about unnecessary violence. I feel sick to my stomach right now, that could be my hangover – but I doubt it. One gunman was shot by the cops, one killed himself and 2 are in custody.

Speaking of unnecessary violence, here are some pictures of Nelly Furtado, who’s music is like a school shooting to my ears….

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Multi-tasking Paris Hilton isn’t only a drunk driver, charity event attendee, reality TV star, porn star, recording artist, perfumerie, night club, chain of boutique hotels, but also a model for her scary tranny friend Amanda Lepore. Speaking of whores. I was coming home late last night and some girl in a BMW was walking into my ghetto building. When she was unlocking the front door she asked me if I knew someone in the building before letting me in, I am guessing she thought I was going to rape her. I said that I had been living there for 6 years with my wife and girls and bitch said that she had been here 3 years and has never seen me. So I said that it was because I wasn’t on a whore’s schedule. The reality of all this is to say that she lives in a ghetto apartment, comes in at 4 am at night, drives a BMW, how could she not be a whore. She wasn’t very good lookin definitely a little fat. I guess she has a BMW because of her work ethic. You know what that means… lots of dick, just like Paris. Cuddles.

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I walked by some dude on a patio arguing with the waiter because he ordered Heineken on draft and they served him Heineken in a bottle and he wanted it draft…. If Heineken knew this site existed that product plug would have made me money. I would have charged at least $10 dollars per reader, so I am lookin at the $25 range….I know you don’t care about how I run my business so I am going to stop now, but I would like to give a big thank you to the guy at the local convenience store I go to. He gave me a dented can of chilli and a jar of Dijon mustard. I don’t know what I am going to do with the mustard but that chilli’s go right to my hips. Here are the links of the day….

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Britney Spears had her baby by C-Section at 2 am last night because she didn’t want to destroy her cunt. She wanted to keep it nice and tight for Kevin’s little yet fertile penis. The last thing she’d want to have to deal with his deadbeat father skills and get no sensation from sex with him….Just because Britney looks like she was left in the woods with a 4 year long supply of cake, doesn’t mean she won’t be hot again…This is what MUNG had to say about it….

I seemed to have stirred up a little controversy yesterday with my post about Anna Nicole Smith’s son dying. I guess suicide isn’t funny to you. It’s funny to me, almost as funny as clowns and black stand-up comedians. Anyways, enough about the suicide shit…I decided to lighten things up today and post something positive because Britney Spears popped another soon-to-be drug and alcohol abuser out of her “beaten-up-catcher-mitt” coochie. For those of you who don’t understand what the fuck I just said… the bitch had another kid. We should all celebrate this fact because she said she is going back to her old self and is going to look hot again. If you ask me, she has a lot of fucking ab crunches and squats to do to get rid of the 4 chins the bitch is sportin’. My guess is that she will never go back to looking the way she used to and will probably continue to pop little children out of her axe wound until she suffers from menopause and realizes that the only reason she was put on this planet was to procreate with a wigger and give birth to future welfare cheque collecting drunken stepfathers. That’s my post, that’s how I roll.

I have attached some pictures of things that I thought resembled what Britney Spears vagina looks before and after giving birth. Just post em’

MUNG

Before:

After:

I think Mung was a little off with the before and after pics. I was a good concepty but if I writing this post I would have dropped some hot pics of teen box, the flowers were all right but real hot teen box gets your point across….as for the after pics, I’d find some post pregnancy pics, I’m talking still in the delivery room, gaping and the most damaged. Maybe I am too literal and Mung’s a fucking poet…

Here are some Madonna Pics Since Her Baby Rocco Was Born in the Same Delivery Room as Britney’s Latest STD….

For More Pictures of Sean Preston Lookin’ Out the Hospital Room GO

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