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Shanna Moakler

Tonight I’d Like To Tell You About How I Pissed Off Travis Barker

Instead of telling you, since it’s late here and I’ve already written a full ten pieces, I’m going to let the pictures tell the story …

Needless to say, Travis Barker is way more focused on publicly insulting a woman he once loved enough to create humans with, and so not focused on what is best for his children.  What would be best is shutting the fuck up and calling his lawyer if he thinks his kids are in danger.  Because saying “My babies mom is a pile of shit” has nothing to do with the threat of child molestation.  It’s just an insult for the sake of insult.

Ugh, I guess I did have something to say about it after all.  And for the record, I will definitely still be following this short-sighted twit.  Oh, and he JUST deleted the “pile of shit” tweet.  Success!

My Tweet


His Direct Message to Me


My Tweet


His Direct Message to Me


Today In Maturity


I wanted to share Travis Barker’s latest Tweet with you.  Sadly, it’s proof that not even a near-death experience can provide illumination for everyone.  You know, maybe Shanna Moakler — that’s who he’s referring to — is a pile of shit.  I don’t know — I don’t know her.  It doesn’t even matter.  She’s the mother of his children and putting these thoughts in print does no service to their children.

Sometimes a fuckwit is just always going to be a fuckwit.  Not even a narrow escape from death was enough to give Travis Barker perspective.

I guess these two are officially toast now, but between this incident and Shanna having enough balls to publicly blast Katie Holmes’ dancing skills, I’m going Team Shanna all the way!

Shanna Moakler: “Carrie On Without Me”


Just yesterday Shanna Moakler smiled and shook hands with Miss California Carrie Prejean at a press conference in which Donald Trump announced that Prejean would retain her crown.  Maybe she was just being a professional but it would have been much more exciting if she had stormed out.  Or started attacking Donald Trump’s Oompa Loompa skin with a loofah.  Decorum sucks.

Anyway, Moakler’s affection toward Prejean, like every boob that comes out of California, was a fake display.

However, in a move that restores my faith, today Moakler resigned from her director post for the Miss California USA pageant.  The statement released reads as follows:

Since the press conference yesterday, I had a chance to think about what has taken place, and I feel that at this time it is in my best interest to resign from the Miss California USA organization.

I cannot with a clear conscious move forward supporting and promoting the Miss Universe Organization when I no longer believe in it, or the contracts I signed committing myself as a youth. I want to be a role model for young women with high hopes of pageantry, but now feel it more important to be a role model for my children. I am sorry and hope I have not let any young supporters down but wish them the best of luck in fulfilling their dreams.

I give her credit for standing up for what she believes in.  With this brave move she also has secured the everlasting love of the gays.  She’s the new Liza.  Or Cher.  Or Beet.