Pamela Anderson was all verklempt earlier this week over her latest split from husband from Rick Salomon, to the point that she was writing awful Facebook divorce poetry. From the sounds of her creative writing, Rick stuck his dick in some other lady – perhaps several other ladies – and she was done with that. But is it all water under the bridge just a few days later? The above photo sorta seems like it…
That’s right – as recently as Wednesday, someone snapped the above pic of them smooching in broad daylight out in Malibu. Whatever’s happening there, I almost don’t even want to know, but I guess whatever makes these people happy…
July 19, 2014 at 8:00 am by Jennifer
Raise your hand if you’re surprised about this one: Pamela Anderson and Rick Salomon‘s marriage is O-V-E-R. No one? Didn’t think so. Pam filed for divorce (for the second time) earlier this month after only six months of marriage. Why? Eh, yknow.
Anderson cites “irreconcilable differences” as the reason for ending her marriage to Salomon, according to papers filed by her lawyer July 3.
“We ask the media to please respect Pamela and her family’s privacy during this time,” Anderson’s rep says in a statement to PEOPLE.
Well, that lasted a long time. Then again, Rick is known for being an absolute asshole, so the fact that they ever got back together in the first place was a bit of a shock.
Anyway, good on you for getting away if you were unhappy, Pam. Keep rockin’ that pixie cut and doing you.
July 9, 2014 at 5:00 am by Jennifer
Well, Pam Anderson’s third marriage is officially over.
Their October 2007 marriage was annulled today on the grounds of fraud.
Neither of them has explained what exactly was fraudulent about their marriage. Did Pammy neglect to tell Rick that she’s a drug-addicted hooker who’s still in love with Tommy Lee? Or did Rick forget to mention to Pammy that he’s the special kind of trash who likes to stick champagne bottles up the vaginas of 19-year-old girls?
The world may never know.
March 24, 2008 at 5:50 pm by Evil Beet
So I ran into an old high-school classmate at a party a couple of months ago. I hadn’t really seen her since high school. She’d married her high-school sweetheart after nearly a decade of dating, but the marriage itself was short-lived; they separated after only two months, and decided to make the split permanent soon after. She’d ended up getting an annulment just weeks before I saw her, and, after downing an entire flask of vodka in one swig (very impressive), she bemoaned the absence of a spot for annulments on the “Marital Status” field of assorted forms. “They have ‘single,’ they have ‘divorced,’ they have ‘widow,’” she complained. “Why isn’t there an ‘annulee’ field? I’m not a divorcee, I’m an annulee!” I dunno, maybe you had to be there — or maybe you had to be there with vodka — but we laughed for like 20 minutes about that. Maybe because, in a situation like that, there’s not much else to do but laugh your ass off with the people who knew you before life became so complicated.
Pamela Anderson is tired of being a divorcee and ready to become an annulee. She’s filed for an annulment of her marriage to Rick Salomon, citing “fraud” as the reason, with no further explanation.
This oughtta be good.
February 26, 2008 at 4:14 pm by Evil Beet
“I wish him the best. It’s a can of worms. Big, fat juicy worms, but worms.”
That’s what Pammy had to say about her pending divorce from Rick Salomon.
Someone explain this to me, please.
“Big, fat juicy worms, but worms”???
I’m getting One Night In Paris flashbacks.
January 11, 2008 at 10:51 am by Evil Beet
After filing for divorce and then saying the two were “working things out” and then showing up on NYE solo, Us Weekly is reporting that Pamela Anderson had Rick Salomon personally served with divorce papers on December 28.
Seriously, there’s “unlucky in love” and then there’s “fucking retarded,” and Pam Anderson is firmly on the “fucking retarded” side of that line.
Pam, this is the same guy who tried to stick a champagne bottle up Paris Hilton’s pussy. How’d you think this was gonna end, sweetheart?