The denials have begun! The statement has been released! C-Lo's peeps say, on the record: "Courtney Love wishes to make it clear that she denies recent stories suggesting she is pregnant or has had a relationship with Steve Coogan. She confirms that she and Steve are good friends and have met a few times in Los Angeles." But please, this is Courtney Love we're talking about, and the madcappery doesn't end there, ladies and germs . . .

According to PageSix.com, journalist Neil Strauss inadvertently befriended Love after he interviewed her for Rolling Stone. The writer was living in a Hollywood mansion with some Lothario buddies he made while researching his new book Game: Penetrating the Secret Society of Pick-Up Artists. The guys were using the digs to conduct seminars on how to throw out the vibe to ladies, and a few days after his interview with The Widow Cobain, she texted him: "Can I stay at yr house? They repo the car and worse. U don't wanna know. Need to not be alone." Taking in a scrappy, little lost Courtney Love is like taking in a tick-riddled kitten with feline AIDS, but Strauss let her move in anyway. Shades of Natasha Lyonne, Anna Nicole, and Tara Reid soon followed, as Love "[swore] at a dog, threaten[ed] to punch a male roommate in the face, borrow[ed] Strauss' used toothbrush, and [sat] in on pickup seminars topless while offering advice to the students. One night she woke him up at 2:20 a.m. with a Prada shoe in her hand, exclaiming, 'Let's redecorate the house. This will be our hammer.'" Courtney, you drug-addled loon. Everyone knows that it's Jimmy Choos, not Pradas, that offer that unique toe to heel curvature that provides perfect leverage and minimizes any torquing effect while optimizing impact to really drive those stubborn nails into tougher woods.

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