Red alert! Lindsay Lohan has been hacked! And we don't mean she porked Brett Ratner again.
Remember those glorious days of late February 2005, when the coveted phone numbers of Nick Carter and Victoria Gotti could be found by anyone with basic Google skills? When Paris Hilton's personal thoughts and topless lesbian pictures could be seen by all? Apparently Paris's pain over her invasion of privacy wasn't too acute, as she may be behind a similar breach of Lindsay Lohan's personal electronic brain. Page Six reports:
This week, according to Lohan's rep, Leslie Sloane Zelnik, someone stole the password to her BlackBerry and sent her friends "disgusting and very mean messages that everyone thought were coming from Lindsay. They weren't. We now have her lawyers looking into it. Some people think Paris may have been involved because the wording of the messages sounds very familiar." . . . Not surprisingly, Hilton's rep, Elliot Mintz, denies she has anything to do with Lohan's BlackBerry and adds: "I'm saddened this happened to Lindsay. I lived through this with Paris two years ago when her Sidekick was hacked into, and the loss of privacy is unbearable. But as for any suggestion that Paris would have anything to do with this, that is silly, untrue and unfortunate."
We're wondering exactly what is meant by "the wording of the messages sounds very familiar." Did Paris send a message to Wilmer Valderrama saying, "I'm going to come see your mariachi band tonight. Then I'll let you see my firecrotch. You can see that I have freckles coming out of my vagina and that my clitoris is seven feet long"? Or did she simply forget that she was trying to be malicious and end every message with "That's hot! XOXO, Paris"?
Firecrotch! At MrSkin.com.
And shaved crotch too, Hilton style.
