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It's times like these that lead us to question our line of work. Do we have a moral obligation to ignore these pictures of Amy Winehouse getting scabby, punchy, and crackulous? Or do we post them because we fancy ourselves a legitimate news source? Ultimately, after much soul-searching over some McGriddles, we decided to post them in hopes that it would scare our young fan base into a life of straight-edge teetotaling, thus making us heroes! The Sun reports:
Junkie singer Amy Winehouse’s dad insisted she was "fine" yesterday — hours after she punched a wall and burst into tears. Wild-eyed Amy, 24, caused her fist to bleed. The star, who had one of her nails ripped off, also lashed out at her security guards.
With her face ravaged by the skin condition impetigo, Amy wore torn and filthy ballet pumps as she flew into the rage in Camden, North London, early yesterday.
An onlooker said: "With her pale face and smeared make-up, she looked like something out of Michael Jackson's Thriller video. It was really sad to see."
But dad Mitch later insisted to The Sun: "Amy is doing fine."
Darkness falls across the land.
The midnight hour is close at hand.
Winehouse crawls in search of drugs
To terrorize your neighborhood.
And whosoever shall be found
Without the ale for chugging down
Must stand and face the scabs of hell
and rot inside a beehived shell.
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of crack farts and faux hair
And British ghouls with tattooed boobs
Are closing in to steal your booze
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The rotting of . . . her liverrrrrrrrr.
MUAHAHAHAHAHA! MUAAHAHAHAHAH!
Shia "The Beef" LaBeouf decided to step up his normal routine of getting arrested for loitering and getting arrested for public smoking. And he did so by getting arrested after getting sloshed and rolling his truck at 3 A.M. today in Hollywood. He apparently made a left turn in front of another car, causing a major collision. The Beef will be charged with a misdemeanor DUI and is currently having surgery on his hand. His people released the following statement to TMZ:
"Attorneys for Mr. LaBeouf confirm that an automobile accident involving an additional party occurred early morning in Los Angeles on July 27, 2008. Shia is currently recovering from extensive hand surgery with plans to return to work on the set of 'Transformers 2' within one month. No further comment will be issued at this time."
And then the wrecked truck transformed into a giant robot and he and Shia sparked a doob and hung out at Walgreens. By Michael Bay.
What do you get when you cross Ronnie Spector, a nineteenth century English bootblack, an east L.A. chola, a half-empty bottle of peach brandy, and Flo from the 1980s sitcom Alice? Amy Winehouse, of course. Our favorite shy violet lets loose today with a cavalcade of entertainment so extensive that we're forced to use bullets to organize everything!
• The night before last, the beloved songstress hit the town sporting a new look. Fear not--the giant hair bubble and panda eyeliner was still firmly in place--the look we speak of was south of the border. Although she was wearing her trademark gold belt, her shorts slipped down to show some coin slot and a hearty swath of pubes. It's our hope that she's taking "the carpet matches the curtains" to the extreme and will get a merkinhive. Dive into Wino's drawers and check out the pics at DrunkenStepfather.
• And she's addicted to a new substance! You might have heard of it. It's called Hawaiian Tropic. The Sun reports that Amy can't get enough of the tanning bed she's had installed in her home:
Rehab singer Amy, 24, even dozes off under the ultraviolet lamps, which release the same type of harmful radiation found in sunlight.
One friend said: “Amy can’t do anything by halves. Recently she has been going for it on the sunbed, but she won’t be told. She bought it to get rid of scabs that started appearing on her skin.”
Nothing covers up scabs quite as good as melanoma! Yes, friends, when it comes to masking impetigo and cocaine pickings, Cover Girl concealer can't hold a candle to Mohs surgery!
• And finally, last night Amy and her entourage escaped the clutches of Mitch Winehouse and headed to the Dublin Castle Pub, where Amy proceeded to get well into her cups, call a random man a "wanker", and cold cock him in the face. The punchee, Wayne Lindsay, says:
"She was in front of me at the bar and suddenly turned and smacked me three times across the face. It really stung. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't said a word to her or touched her . . . She was wild. She just flipped. It was as if she had voices in her head."
Considering the height of her beehive lately, we'd say it's likely she literally had voices in her head. Voices of a family of rats that have taken residence inside her hairdo. Like Ratatouille! Only with crack instead of herbs de Provence.
Occasionally, when nature is overpopulated and food sources are low, wild animals will find their way to urban areas and cause terror as they lope around the pavement, searching for berries or muskrats, until the authorities show up and put a dart in their necks. That's exactly what happened yesterday in London when Amy Winehouse made a break for it and carjacked a random vehicle for a ride to the pub. Because like a deer craves tulip buds, a Winehouse cannot live without ale. The Telegraph reports:
The troubled singer did a runner from her home yesterday and dived into a passing convertible containing a group of girls.
They sped off for a 20-minute drive around north London, only for Winehouse to jump out of the moving car in Camden, hurl abuse at the girls and leg it into the nearest pub.
According to eye witnesses, she was eventually dragged out by her exasperated father, Mitch, and taken home, where a burly minder was stationed by the front door - there to bar entry to unwanted visitors, but also seemingly to keep Winehouse out of harm's way.
One onlooker said: "Amy could be heard pleading to be allowed out for some fresh air, only to be told to stick her head out of the back window. Anyone who rang her doorbell had to be given approval by the man on the door. He left after a few hours, only for another big guy to take his place."
Try to imagine the terror you'd feel if you and your buddies were tooling down the street in the late afternoon, laughing, relaxing, maybe humming along to a little T-Pain on the radio. And then, from off to the side, you see an enormous barrel of synthetic black hair and facial scabs screaming towards you, waving its hands and shouting, "Me dad's got me locked up, cor blimey! Fancy takin' me to the fookin' pub for pint, innit?" and spewing crack breath mixed with gingivitis on your custom leather. It would be more horrifying than getting carjacked by a group of disaffected youths with semiautomatics.
And for more on Amy Winehouse's latest antics and why we love her so much, please welcome our special CelebNewsWire correspondent, A Tipsy Lady on the Chicago Bus:
We're guessing that Matthew McConaughey's full o' fetus female friend Camila Alves doesn't expect Matt to stay home nights knitting baby booties and watching America's Got Talent. That's just not his style. So she's probably not all that surprised to hear about him L-I-V-I-N it up in Nicaragua dancing with girls and bellyaching about his lost flip flop. She's more likely sad that she wasn't around to help in the search. We hear she's got a nose like McGruff. The New York Daily News reports of Matt's good time:
Tip No. 1 from Matthew McConaughey's guide for fathers-to-be: Don't let your lady's pregnancy stop you from partying down with other ladies.
Never mind that his Brazilian model girlfriend, Camila Alves, is due to give birth next month. A mighty thirsty McConaughey had to be helped out of a Nicaraguan bar the other night after dancing with an assortment of babes, says a witness.
The "Sahara" star headed there to surf, but ended up on June 6 at a cantina called the Iguana in San Juan Del Sur. Perhaps his wave-riding left him exhausted. McConaughey was said to have been seen later resting in a ditch.
Recharged, McConaughey was back at the Iguana the next night for more fun. A female patron, who gave her name as Amber Poe, says he laid his considerable charm on her and her roommate — but lost his cool when he couldn't find his flip-flops. "He stood on a table, screaming in broken Spanish, ‘I've lost my flip-flops,'" says Poe.
When he realized one lady was taking pictures of his antics, a heavy-lidded McConaughey grabbed her camera, says Poe. Later, she says, he tried to kiss her.
McConaughey denies any untoward advances but admits imbibing. "Drunk?" he told us via e-mail. "Absolutely. Nicaragua is a beautiful place, epic waves, the best surfing I have ever been on. And yes, I'm STILL looking for my left flip-flop. So if anyone finds it floating around down there (it has 6:22 stitched into the side), please send it my way. There is a reward."
We are furiously researching Matteo's shoe size and trying to figure out how to stitch into rubber, because we just KNOW that Matthew's idea of a reward is letting you sit in on his naked bongo session and passing the doobie every couple of minutes. Which we'd definitely take over a crisp twenty any day.
And in case Matthew's missing-flip-flop reward isn't enough for you, Star magazine gets into flirting details, complete with drunken pics.
• Sienna Miller finally cuts loose her improbably-named, leonine lover Rhys Ifans. (CeleBuzz)
• Angry whelp Miley Cyrus wrecks equipment on the set of her new video. "Grrrr! I'm so mad! Like a bear! Grrr! Like a fluffy bear! With a bow around its neck! Grrr . . . awwww." (Drunken Stepfather)
Yesterday we posted a little profile of Hollywood's greatest entertainer, Funbags the Clown. It seems that our coverage of her clowning skills worked wonders for her career, as she was invited to perform for kids at a little party at a nice place called
Tenjune. Says Yeeeah!:
Christina Aguilera and her [female] companion put on a sexy show by dancing close to each other. 26-year-old Christina even grabbed her friend’s head and rubbed her face into her breast as their racy dancing continued.
It's great to see a modern twist on the clown classics. In lieu of juggling bowling pins, Funbags allowed the female partygoer to juggle her jugs. But man, you don't want to know how she updated the ole "squirting buttonhole flower" trick.
Early Thursday morning, red-headed B actress/consort of Pesci Angie Everhart was arrested on suspicion of DUI. Reports TMZ:
Model Angie Everhart was arrested for DUI early last Thursday and held on $15,000 bail. She was released later that morning and is due in court on May 15.
According to an unconfirmed tip, Angie pleaded with cops to let her take a piss before submitting to a field sobriety test. After cops took her to a nearby restaurant to relieve herself, she took the test and failed. She refused to take any chemical tests because she said her attorney told her to refuse everything.
To refuse everything but another beer! HAHAHAHAHAH! This marks the first time we've seen "bust" by the name "Angie Everhart" and it didn't mean something GOOD! Baaaaahahahahahahahah! AhahahahahahahahahaHAHAHAAHHA! Oh, Leno, you have our number! Please, call!
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Remember two weeks ago? When Jessica Simpson was hospitalized for having a busted pisser? According to Star, Jess's wee-wee woes were the result of three weeks of hardcore binge drinking. Woo! Quotes our beloved Yeeeah!:
After hooking up with Tony [Romo] in November, insiders say her partying and drinking are out of control. Jessica’s health problems were “brought on by drinking an obscene amount of alcohol…. She was treated for a kidney infection, a bladder infection and a urinary tract infection.”
Adding to her distress, Jessica asked doctors to give her a pregnancy test. “She was a nervous wreck,” says the insider. “She was three weeks late and convinced she was pregnant.”
Wait, wait, wait, Hold up. Hold the damn phone. Alcohol prevents infection. That's why rubbing alcohol is included in first aid kits. And why we always chase the clap away with a fifth of MD 20/20. Furthermore, please note the timeline mapped out in the above quotes. She binge drank for three weeks. And her period was three weeks late. She was just practicing a little preventative birth control, people! Nothing takes care of a pesky unwanted pregnancy like bottle after bottle of Wild Turkey. Or, for added protection, douching with Dr. Pepper mixed with Pop Rocks. It's called Spears Family Planning, folks. Look it up. more »
Forget rehab. Forget sober companions. Forget therapy, psych wards, and changing one's blood a la Keith Richards in the 1970s. Amy Winehouse is starting her own trend in the quest to kick her drug and alcohol habit--employing a sober baby to accompany her everywhere. Good thing too, because she was recently overheard wailing at a party that her impetigo was getting worse, according to The Blemish:
“I’ve been told I’ll lose my looks over this—but I can’t give it up! I’m told my scars might never heal. My dermatologist says it’s a result of the drugs and it could spread to other parts of my body if I don’t quit. What will I do if I lose my looks? Blake will never love me like that.”
Oh, and she said this while horfing rail after rail of cocaine from a toilet lid. If only she had employed her sober baby earlier. Direct your gaze to the picture at left, and you will see this irresistably huggable little moppet doing his job well, successfully pinching Wino's nostrils so as to make it physically impossible for her to do her drug of choice. However, five minutes later...
Shiny-haired, T.a.T.u.-finding thespian Mischa Barton will not be stamping license plates, eating 50 eggs, magically curing Tom Hanks of his bladder infection, or any other jailhouse cliche we've learned from movies anytime soon. It seems that she's copped a plea in her DUI/drug possession case. Reports TMZ:
“O.C.” wanna been Mischa Barton has decided to take a plea bargain in her DUI case — clever girl that one.
A source tells TMZ that at her court date on Thursday she’ll plead no contest to the DUI charge. In exchange, the marijuana charge will be dropped and the driving without a license rap will be reduced to an infraction.
Greasy’s ex-GF will then have to serve three years of unsupervised probation, attend an alcohol education class and pay a fine.
A source tells us this is “fairly standard” for a first-time offender like Miss Mischa, who was arrested last December, adding that she’s “learned her lesson."
Now if only there existed such a thing as a Dating Racists and/or Men With Silly Putty Ballbags: Is It Right For Me? education class, Mischa would be all set, and ne'er would she press a scrotum to the funny pages again. more »
Aha, now we know why Heather Locklear may have very recently been suicidal--her ex-husband likes to slam a few Zimas before cruising around the block with their daughter in the car! Yesterday, Richie Sambora was arrested for driving under the influence with his ten-year-old daughter Ava, Ava's young friend, and an unidentified woman in his vehicle. From TMZ:
Richie Sambora could be criminally charged with child endangerment.
Richie Sambora was busted for DUI with his 10-year-old daughter Ava in the car, along with another juvenile and another adult -- a woman. If Sambora was driving drunk, he could be charged with endangering the two kids.
Police sources tell us Sambora has not been charged with endangerment but the Laguna Beach P.D. is "actively investigating."
Someone should have told Richie that his liver is Slippery When Wet! That booze is like Bad Medicine! He gives Pubs a Bad Name! Better watch out or ooooooh, Ava's gonna be a little Runaway! Ugh, stop us now.
Years ago, we were fortunate enough to see the Motley Crue Behind the Music, also known as The Greatest Thing to Air on Television Ever. And we heard the tale of Ozzy Osbourne snorting a line of ants. We thought that we would never again be witness to something so grotesque, but then Tommy Lee started talking about how he and Nikki Sixx would intravenously inject Jack Daniels. And for lo, these many years, nothing has topped that in terms of "desperate and objectionable". But that was before Amy Winehouse was released from rehab onto an unsuspecting public. According to The Mirror Amy was hanging out at Bunglaow 8 in London and:
"She was sat next to Kelly and Miquita when she covered one nostril, tilted her head back and sucked the vodka shot down her open nostril through a straw. She threw back her head and reeled in shock and everyone around her looked stunned. She necked the top of the shot and lit the rest with a lighter. Then she grabbed a straw and sucked what was left up her nose."
At first, we thought this was an urban legend along the lines of Stevie Nicks's assistant blowing cocaine up her butthole with a straw, but apparently there were witnesses, who then saw Amy get up and shake a tail feather:
The five-times Grammy winner [begged] a pal to teach her the dangerous “duttywine” dance, which can cause serious neck injury and pain. A spy said: “Amy was on top form and begged a pal to teach her the dance where you spin your head around really fast while you wind into the ground. Amy was so into it at one point her beehive nearly fell off.”
Damn these kids and their dangerous rock and roll dancing. First Peggy Sue twists her ankle doing the Huckabuck, then little Travis sprains his pelvis doing the Humpty Dance. Now Amy loses her weavehive during the Duttywine. When will the madness end?
Yesterday we learned that little Ryder Russell Robinson's mommy possesses an ass that resembles two delectably stuffed throw pillows. Today we learn that his daddy smells a lot like Keith Richards. According to Page Six:
RYDER Robinson, the 4-year-old son of Kate Hudson and Black Crowes frontman Chris Robinson, knows what a grown-up party smells like. While staying at the Raleigh in South Beach, Hudson and Ryder got into an elevator that "smelled like cigarettes and booze from the night before," our spy said. Ryder looked at his mother and said, "It smells like Daddy's concert!" Mother and son are in Miami while Hudson makes a movie and hangs out with ex-boyfriend, Owen Wilson. Also at the hotel (and filming as well) were Renée Zellweger and Demi Moore.
Since Ryder is only four, we don't expect him to recognize more than an overall odor. But he is heir to the Black Crowes empire, so by at least seven or eight we would expect his palate to have developed enough to distinguish between tobacco and weed and Jim Beam and Jack Daniels. And by no later than ten, Ryder will be able to tell you with one swift whiff which Jamaican municipality produced the pot you're about to smoke.
• Non, non! She is having deux bebes! Having zem in L'Etats-Unis! Oui oui oui! (FemaleFirst)
• Lohan dons crotch-strangling short shorts in February, because she is dedicated to her craft. The craft of being a saucy harlot. (Hollywood Tuna)
• Nicole Richie shows off her new baby. Quick, see the tiny cuteness before Rachel Zoe gives her gifts of Hoodia and hair extensions. (Celebitchy)
• Wisely realizing that her infamous recent nudie shots were the most popular thing she's ever done, Lindsay contemplates a future as a naked Marilyn Monroe impersonator. (Daily Stab)
• Kate Hudson coaxes butterscotch stallion Owen Wilson away from suicidal depression with a sugar cube, some carrots, and her vagina. (The Blemish)
• Now we know why Juliette Lewis has been wearing headbands all the time--they magically hold her nipples in. See what goes down when she goes without. (Drunken Stepfather)
Rehabilitated, recently rack-revealedLindsay Lohan paid a visit to a nightclub called Villa. And as she was secreted away to a waiting SUV, she ate shit right there on the pavement:
Sure, one could argue that she was wasted. Soused. Under the influence. Tight. But who among you have not fallen down while in a perfectly sober state? Of course, you probably don't have a history of alcohol abuse, and at the time you most likely were not being helped out of a VIP club and shuttled to a vehicle, head down in shame, at 4 in the morning. But hey, let's give Lindsay Lohan the benefit of the doubt here. Maybe there are other, innocent, non-boozy forces contributing to her fall. Like a banana peel just out of frame, lying atop a slick puddle of Acme oil spilled by a cartoon bird. Good thing she went down when she did, or those anvils would have creamed her but good.
• The bottle came between Jake Gyllenhaal and Kirsten Dunst. The bottle, and her baby vampire fangs. (Yeeeah!)
• Denise Richards says that exploiting her children in a reality show is fine, because they said yes when she asked them if they wanted to be on TV. They're two and three. If you asked them if they wanted to have live jellyfish sewn to their faces, they'd say "Yaaaay!" (I'm Not Obsessed)
• J. Lo has checked in to the hospital! She will now proceed to birth a child from each of her buns. (PopCrunch)
It's early 2007 all over again: Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan are scrappin'! Both of them showed up to Timbaland's pre-Grammy party on Saturday, and, according to our gossip vocal coach, FemaleFirst:
Sources claim Lindsay pointed at Paris and said: "What the hell is that bitch doing here? I didn't know she was on the list."
To which, Paris replied: "Fuck off, you bitch."
Lindsay and Paris were both hoping to convince Timbaland, who has worked with Justin Timberlake, Nelly Furtado and 50 Cent, to revive their faltering music careers.
A source added to Britain's Daily Mirror newspaper: "Both saw the party as an ideal way of getting him on side - but they didn't count on the other being there."
The skirmish did not come to blows, but we can only imagine that it would look a little like the showdown between Sigourney Weaver and the alien. Though would Paris or Lindsay be the hideous creature oozing toxic, diseased bodily fluids? It's a toss-up.
In other Paris news, denizens of Beantown, take heed: Paris Hilton has descended upon your burg, teeth bared, left eye dripping down her face, and tits a-poppin'. Stash your children down a well and hide your wieners! We have no idea why she was there, but she's armed with a microphone and a low tolerance for pom-tinis. On Thursday night, she showed up at The Estate and, after getting well into her cups, crabbed (we're leaving that typo just as it is, thanks) the microphone and warbled her "hit" "song" "Stars are Blind":
Apparently, stars as deaf as well. And stars are unable to keep their breasts firmly strapped inside their dresses. The one question we have is in regards to that eye-singeingly blingulous watch. Is that a dollar sign? Knowing Paris, those are most likely real diamonds, but does that even matter when it looks like something she picked up at the 33rd St. swap meet along with a fuzzy Scarface blanket and a Betty Boop windshield decal?
Today on an all-new episode of Celebrity Rehab Swap, Kirsten Dunst and Eva Mendes will switch places, with Kirsten taking up Eva's abandoned bed at Cirque Lodge, trying to rid her system of intoxicating substances while challenging her fellow 'habbers to farting contests, and Eva trying to make it on the outside, avoiding tequila shots while crying about Jake Gyllenhaal and Reese Witherspoon and constantly readjusting her bra-free tits. It's sure to be a hit! Life & Style dishes on Eva:
Eva Mendes is out of rehab and back in Los Angeles, Life and Style can confirm.
The 33-year-old actress left Utah's Cirque Lodge rehab clinic on Feb 6 and boarded a flight to Los Angeles shortly after 9pm (pst) after spending a number of weeks in rehab.
At the time her spokesman said: "Eva has been working hard for the past year and made a positive decision to take some much needed time off to attend to some personal issues that, while not critical, she felt deserved some outside professional support."
And that empty bed may just be full o' Kirsten keister, says FemaleFirst:
Kirsten Dunst is in rehab.
The 'Spider-Man' actress - whose partying lifestyle has lead to her being nicknamed 'Kirsten Drunkst' by gossip bloggers - has reportedly checked into Utah's Cirque Lodge facility to receive help for an unknown problem.
A source inside the facility told America's Star magazine: "She desperately needed help. She seemed to be intoxicated when she checked in because she was acting really erratic. She was extremely emotional, constantly breaking down in tears.
"She not in a good place right now, but thankfully, she's getting the help she needs."
Kirsten's self-committal comes after she behaved erratically at Utah's Sundance Film Festival.
A source said: "Kirsten is on the verge of a breakdown. She came late, left early and acted erratic at all the Sundance events."
Kirsten's spokesperson denied she acted strangely at the festival saying: "Kirsten is fine."
The 25-year-old actress is a keen supporter of the campaign to get marijuana legalised in the US.
She said: "I drink moderately, I've tried drugs. I do like weed. I have a different outlook on marijuana than America does.
"I've never been a major smoker, but I think America's view on weed is ridiculous. I mean - are you kidding me? If everyone smoked weed, the world would be a better place."
Yeah, we're pretty sure Amy Winehouse has said the same thing about crack, but we're not about to listen to her advice.
Tara Reid has been a tabloid whack-a-mole for quite a few years now. Just because she had some slipshod titwork done and she likes a highball or two in the evenings! Come on! Lohan plows through twelve pounds of blow and wraps her SUV around a tree and she gets to pork three Italian studs in 24 hours. Winehouse smokes crack on film and she gets nominated for five Grammies. Where's the logic here? In the real world, blonde ladies who get completely faced on shooters and flash their ham chutes get lauded as precious angels from heaven. We will not rest until we get justice for Tara! We will picket in the streets wearing enormous sandwich boards that depict Tara with her boob hanging out, a cartoon halo drawn over her head. We will write to Congress, and we will petition for OK! to write one of their pleasant fluff pieces about her. But instead of "Inside Connie Sellecca's Quaint Country Kitchen" it will be "Inside Tara Reid's Toilet" and they will feature the artfully splattered vomit on the walls (with ultra-luxe 120 proof alcohol content). Luv u, Tara.
You might think a film festival is somewhere that people go in order to watch movies, but you'd be wrong. God, you're such a fucking moron, aren't you? People go to film festivals to get free shit they could easily afford and party-as-a-verb. At least if your last name is Hilton, anyway. Page Six brings us the haps on Sundance, and Mr. Skin brings us the funbags on film, after the cut. more »
We thought that Sean Penn's idea of an extramarital good time would involve a malnourished African refugee reading him Nietzsche in a room constructed out of fully sustainable building materials. But it turns out he likes booze and Russian girls just like the rest of us. MSNBC reports:
Though Sean Penn and soon-to-be ex-wife Robin Wright remain tight-lipped about the events leading to their breakup, Star Magazine reveals the sordid details of their last weekend together.
It all started innocently enough, according to the magazine, with an intended romantic getaway in Lake Tahoe, Calif. The couple checked in to the Squaw Valley resort just days before Christmas, but sources said Sean didn’t request couple-friendly accommodations.
“Sean didn’t spend much time with his wife — he booked her a separate suite — and when Robin got fed up with being alone, she went over to his suite,” an insider revealed. There, she “found him drunk with two Russian girls!”
Allegedly the actor continued to party the night away, while Robin was nowhere to be seen. “When asked where his wife was, he answered, ‘Who cares?’”
You know who cares, Sean? The American people. The American people care. Think of all those Katrina victims who will lose their faith in love because of your reckless disregard for the bonds of matrimony. They've been through so much already, they don't need that. Brad Pitt would never do that to them.
Like a siren's song to a sailor, the sweet, mellifluous strains of "hoooooch! hoooooch!" call to Lindsay Lohan. On New Year's Eve, she was filmed taking a pull from a bottle of bubbly. Quoth our gossip sober companion, Female First:
Lindsay Lohan was videoed drinking champagne from the bottle on New Year's Eve.
The 'Mean Girls' star - who has been in rehab three times following two arrests for driving under the influence of alcohol and possession of cocaine in May and July 2007 - was filmed chlugging the expensive drink straight from the bottle at an event in Italy where she received an award at the 12th Annual Capri Hollywood International Film Festival.
Lindsay's lawyer Blair Berk said: "After being handed a champagne bottle while on a dance floor in Italy on New Year's Eve and drinking from it, the good news is that Lindsay immediately stopped, called her sponsor, and got herself back on track. There is no magic cure here. Unfortunately, Lindsay has to share her 'one day at a time' with the entire world."
Well, doy. Of course she had to take a drink! It was New Year's, ferchrissakes. Also, nothing washes down the