HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
This Ricky Martin bastard told, while I was in Latin America, that he was gay. Everyone more or less knew about it, especially since he had kids with a surrogate. Still, this cunt could have said it when he was actually famous. I mean, that would have been a tremendous joy for all the frustrated gay teens.
Gawker remembers a quote from the singer, a few years ago:
If I were gay, why not admit it? ...I am a normal man. I love women and sex. I am a real hot-blooded Puerto Rican, but I have never been attracted by sex with a man.
Else, Gawker listed the top 10 celebrities who need to come out quickly. (Je savais pour le sexy Kevin Spacey, mais Zacharias Quinto? Oh la la!)
More than thirty years after his death, French singing legend Claude François' disappearance is still a mystery. The official version claims he electrocuted himself by repairing a bulb while taking a bath, but there's still doubt, as some think this explanation is too stupid. Thus, La Mauvaise Langue claimed:
Indeed, Claude François wasn't openly GAY which explains the lack of understanding from some people. However, it's also been said that late Claude Français, R.I.P., had been wildly receiving anal sex from a Senegalese, which would have cause inner bleeding then death. Which raises some doubts regarding the deceased's very intelligence. Was he stupid enough to change a light bulb naked in his bath...
To what I replied:
I heard he had electrocuted himself with a vibrator. But I have always wondered: in those days, did you have to plug vibrators?! Because it's not really practical, or you need one, or even several extensions. But it's still not very credible, you're not gonna put on a 5000V dildo and then dive into your bathtub... unless you're trying to make a statement to posterity. Claude François's death is even stronger than thse Da Vinci Code.
I searched Internet quickly but I have only found teenagers claiming that their teachers supported the vibrator theory to them. Like what, we really need to reform the Education Nationale in France, if teachers don't even respect the official version! I also found the hypothesis of the one-litre glass bottle which would have exploded Cloclo's arse (after this one, I guess, inserted it in himself, or let someone else insert it, or even unfortunately fell on it), causing internal bleeding, which meets La Mauvaise Langue's idea.
Some other people claim he's not even dead, that he left for a desert island with Elvis, Marylin and huge champagne boxes...
But the best one is Maxim's, from Agoravox, who claims Cloclo was a secret agent whose songs contained hidden messages (thinking of it, singing "If I had a hammer", in the middle of the Cold War, was it some kind of praise to the communist regime?!) and was killed by one of his dancers (the "clodettes"), who was also a secret agent and knew that the light bulb in the bathroom was bugged and linked to secret services in South Balouchistan! She would then have modified the small machine in order that it electrocutes the French 70ies' idol. Really, congratulations to Maxim, I would never have thought of it, and this is probably the most credible theory.
- 25 October 2008 at 14:07
I don't know for you but I had some quite naughty thoughts when I saw the pictures of these three guys on a night out...
A new show has arrived on the English cable. I think it's an American show.
Reality TV showing ordinary people in their daily lives quickly bored watchers So they put celebrities in their daily lives in front of the cameras. Watchers got bored as well. Watchers don't care about the daily life of people. Watchers want drama, blowing fuses and tears. So they created "Celebrity Rehab". It is about celebrities who were rich and beautiful who became alcoholics and ugly and who now want to be clean by going to rehab. But of course, rehab is no cup of tea and the teaser promises suffering, decline and humiliation.
"Hitting rock bottom", like the poster says.
The premiere of Sex and the City The Movie occured yesterday in London!
And I missed that!
- 25 October 2007 at 15:51
British newspapers are really into trash press. First pages are often about the latest gossip, like "Victoria Beckham has a spot!". It's kind of a sorry deal. Except that last Monday, in thelondonpaper, there was heavy stuff: a catfight between latest Big Brother's bitch (she was really annoying) and a random girl in a nightclub! We don't really know what happened, apparently, a smokers group that was outside the club (the harsh reality of the smoking ban) started mocking her and then it went tits up. Fortunately, THERE ARE PICTURES!
Unexpectedly, she said that she wouldn't go to the police, which makes me glad in this world where everything "gets judiciary" and where touching your colleague's shoulder can put you in jail for sexual harrassment.
- 22 October 2007 at 16:42
Taking Chances is Celine Dion's latest album. Well, the least you can say is that she's REALLY taking chances with such an ugly cover, especially with her alien-like face. By the way, Rene should send her back to the cosmetic surgeon because now, it's over! I mean, 15 year-old operations are not enough anymore!
- 02 October 2007 at 12:11
We all laughed at Britney Spears. It was funny to mock this youngster. When she announced her divorce, we were all happy for her. When the picture of her vagina got everywhere on Internet, we all watched. When she shaved her head, we all started getting worried. When she danced at the MTV Video Awards, we all found it pathetic and started understanding how cruel this game was... (Well, it's a very personal "we"!)
But now, the situation has completely degenerated. A series of bad events is happening to Britney, and she only seems to want to make things worse. First of all, her agent and her lawyer gave up on her because her behaviour wouldn't allow them to work with her. Then, she commited several infractions such as driving without a valid license or scratching a car without leaving a message for an arrangement or anything. Lately, a judge declared she was a drug user and gave her a series of orders to follow to keep the custody of her children, but she didn't respect any of these instructions and yesterday, the judge ordered to cancel Britney's parenting rights and to give full custody of the children to her ex-husband.
But even worse, it seems she doesn't give a fuck! Instead of reacting or locking herself up in her room to cry, she drove her kids directly to her ex, and then, she went tanning and had dinner with friends, a bit everywhere, just like nothing happened!
She's gone completely out of control and the show we're attending, that she's playing without shame, that the paparazzi cover every bit of, is really sad.
Poor Mikrap... London Lite wrote on top of a page "Gay death threats" and said in an article that the singer would have received death threats from gay fans, who would have something against him because he won't say his sexual orientation. You have to be crazy to send threats for such a thing. Anyway, I don't think they'll be executed.
And you know, I understand the fans... I mean, the whole promotion of Mika's album was about his homosexuality. The first single has the name of gay icon actress Grace Kelly and he says inside that he can be all the colours of the rainbow, symbol of the LGBT cause. Then, the poor fans must have bought the album. And then, they realized it was a big piece of crap. They were disappointed. So when this motherfucker refused to say whether he is gay or not, I understand they have been disgusted.
- 20 December 2006 at 10:00
Lately, this happened in Birmingham:
A woman who makes people call her "Jane Doe" paid for a billboard to display a message to her husband and his mistress, who's also her best friend. She says that they're bastards, that she changed the locks, burnt his clothes and emptied their joint account.
I think it's really funny, however, I doubt the truthfulness of this story. First, the fact that the woman uses fake names to denounce her cheating husband doesn't make sense. Then, the fact that each time they talk about that story, they give the name of a radio show that allegedly gave advice to Jane, I think it's more of some kind of advertisement.
Such a shame. I loved the "I burnt your clothes" thing.