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25So I’m Not Allowed to Run the Photos of Megan Fox Topless

Update: Image removed upon request.

Sigh.

I’m in trouble again.

They won’t even tell me why, just that I’m in trouble again, because they can’t sell ads on my website, because of all the damn porn.

I’m always in trouble. I am thisclose to just saying “fuck it” and pulling a Perez and just funding this site through Blogads, so I don’t have to deal with anything even remotely resembling censorship.

So I was like “Does this mean I can’t run the photos of Megan Fox topless today?” And they were like “That is what it means.”

But it’s okay, because her nipples are covered with pasties in the uncensored versions, so you’re not missing anything anyway.

This one has a nice camel toe.

And I love that even gorgeous Megan Fox has a little tiny bit of tummy fat popping out over her bikini bottom. Makes me feel better about myself. Tummy fat is the new ana!

May 12, 2008 at 11:19 am by Evil Beet
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2Tori Spelling to Join Cast of 90210 Part Deux

Sigh.

The Jennie Garth news was exciting.

This is just annoying.

“Reliable sources” are saying that Tori Spelling is on-board for the 90210 spinoff.

Isn’t she too busy stealing husbands and popping out kids to do this?

May 12, 2008 at 11:12 am by Evil Beet
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14Guess Who Scored a Movie Role?

Audrina Patridge has locked down a role in Into the Blue 2.

This oughtta be good.

And by “good” I of course mean “awkward.”

May 12, 2008 at 8:48 am by Evil Beet
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5Jodie & Cody!

The new parents stopped by the Project Pink buffet in LA, to paint pink ducks in order to raise funds and awareness to fight breast cancer.

Cody looks like the long-lost Madden brother.

May 11, 2008 at 7:34 pm by Evil Beet
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34Everything Is Just Fine

Oh, look, another crazy Amy Winehouse photo.

After getting stuck in traffic in London, Amy hopped out of her car, went car-to-car on the street asking people if they had a cigarette she could bum, and then ran around in the woods.

Sweet.

May 11, 2008 at 7:29 pm by Evil Beet
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25My Mother’s Day Gift

The conversation I’ve been having, almost daily, with my mother for the past three weeks:

Me: Mom, what do you want for Mother’s Day?
Mom: Oh, I don’t know sweetie, I just can’t decide.
Me: Well, can you please put some thought into it?
Mom: I suppose. I guess I do need a new pair of reading glasses …
Me: Jesus, Mom, can I get you anything for fun?
Mom: You know, it would make me happiest if you’d just save your money for your retirement.
Me: Mother, I save plenty. I’m not a child anymore. I run a successful business today. I can get you something nice. Please tell me what you want.
Mom: Can I just tell you tomorrow?
Me: Sigh.

So, Mom, I’m getting you the fucking reading glasses.

Mom, thank you for reading my blog every day. Thank you for encouraging me, always, to pursue the things I am passionate about, even when those things lead me into a line of work you’re vaguely embarrassed to tell your friends about. Thank you for telling me, for as long as I can remember, that I can achieve anything I put my mind to. Thank you for reading to me daily as a child. Thank you for allowing me to be independent. Thank you for loving me unconditionally, when I insisted on dying my hair black and sporting lipstick to match, when I insisted on wearing boys underwear, when I insisted on moving out of the house, for good, when I was sixteen. Thank you for loving me when I told you how much I hated you. Thank you for sending letters and emails when I refused to contact you for weeks. Thank you for loving me when I dropped out of high school. Thank you for loving me when I dropped out of college. Thank you, Mom, for refusing to buy me Nintendos and trampolines and Rollerblades in exchange for good grades. Thank you for teaching me to value education for its own sake. Thank you for teaching me to embrace my feelings and my sexuality and my words and my thoughts and my dreams. Thank you for never censoring me. Thank you for validating everything about me, no matter what. Thank you for insisting that I didn’t know my own strength. Thank you for teaching me faith. Thank you, Mom, for never giving up on me, for your relentless cheerleading, during the times I had given up, completely, on myself.

I love you, Mom.

May 11, 2008 at 3:11 pm by Evil Beet
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