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Is Whitney Port Getting the Boot on The Hills?

Whitney Port Getting Kicked Off The Hills?

Word on the street is Whitney’s out. Her crime? Being “too vanilla.” What on earth does that mean? Did she refuse to date a disgusting guy who treats her like shit? Was she just too focused on her blossoming career to engage in stupid antics for the camera? For shame!

A source says she doesn’t know it yet, but they’ve already started shooting scenes with her replacement, intern Jenna Goldsmith.

Hopefully this is all a horrible lie. I love Whitney! She’s like the only person on that show who’s a decent role model.


Josh Brolin and Javier Bardem at 17th Annual Gotham Awards in Brooklyn, Pictures, Photos

Total hotties Josh Brolin and Javier Bardem goof around on the red carpet at the 17th Annual Gotham Awards in Brooklyn.

Hey, Josh, why don’t you take that award off your knee and toss me over it instead? You can spank me all you want, baby.

Ushering in a Son


Sorry for the gay headline.

I couldn’t resist.

Plus, this story is so boring. I wanted to add some flair.

Usher’s wife, Tameka Foster, popped out their kid on Monday night.

Usher Raymond V was born in Atlanta, Ga. at 9:55 p.m., and weighed in at 7 lbs. 9 oz., according to the statement.

And please don’t be retarded like me and be all like, “His last name is V? How random is that? Why not give him a normal last name? Like your last name? Freakazoid.”

Because then I realized that it’s V like 5. Like he’s the fifth. I’m not sure if the problem is that I’m still sick or the problem is that I’m still dumb. Or both.



“When I found out that I was pregnant, there was just something inside of me that felt a responsibility to mend any issues that I’ve had with my parents in the past, because, listen, I’ve put them through a lot.”

Nicole Richie, to Access Hollywood.

Nicole adds that she doesn’t know the sex of the baby, mostly at the request of Joel Madden. “If he wasn’t at every doctor’s appointment, I probably would have found out by now just behind his back and not told him,” she says.

Amy Winehouse is a Little Bit Co-Dependent


Bitch canceled the rest of her tour. She just can’t handle it, she says, with her hubby in the slammer.

“I can’t give it my all onstage without my Blake. I’m so sorry but I don’t want to do the shows half-heartedly. I love singing. My husband is everything to me and without him it’s just not the same.”

Maybe it’s just not the same to you, but it’s the same to your fans, bitch. You have an obligation to them.

Amy, this has nothing to do with Blake. It has to do with your addiction. You’ve been high as a kite at your past few shows, almost incoherent. You cannot stay sober for a goddamn second with all this stress in your life. That’s the problem.

Go to rehab, bitch.