LC, the star of the number one show (used in Jihad-training videos on why America is the great devil) The Hills, wants to branch out. She told on E! Online, “I love Gossip Girl, I just love it. It’s so gossipy and superficial. It’s amazing.” She want on to mention that she'd like to do a guest-spot, ala Lydia Hearst last season. The problem is Hearst, while not exactly Katherine Hepburn, has never given viewers reason to think that she plausibly can't act, and LC has spent her teenage and early adulthood proving that she is incapable of any emotion besides pouting and having really shiny hair (that's her favorite emotion).
Lydia Hearst (who?), trying to start a stupid feud in order to make us care:
I went to college. I'm a supermodel. I have a legitimate career in journalism, television, fashion and designing. I'm a Hearst, not a Hilton!
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It has descended upon us: The Sex and the City movie premiered last night in New York City, much to the delight of … Eli Manning? He was one of the guests in attendance, for reasons unknown, at the type of over-the-top shindig that should only be reserved for stuff like the second coming of Xenu.
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"As an heiress, I think the most important thing is to maintain respect for the legacy that has afforded a wonderful life…To invite unfavorable attention is the ultimate betrayal to the name, and it’s surprising that anyone from a family with those means might…sully a grand reputation."
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The missives contained in Mollygood's comments sections run the gamut from funny to enlightening to choleric to unreadable, but rarely are they boring and even rarer (thankfully) are they peppered with "OMG she is hottttttttt!" or "z"s in the place of "s"s. Since the swift death of Mollygood, Bad and Poetic, the best of these bon mots have gone relatively unnoticed. The Commies will change all that. Each week, the very best will be highlighted here for greater public consumption and, of course, judgment.
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Here's noted self-indulgent joke Lydia Hearst on keeping blue blood unmuddied: "As an heiress, I think the most important thing is to maintain respect for the legacy that has afforded a wonderful life." And: "To invite unfavorable attention is the ultimate betrayal to the name, and it's surprising that anyone from a family with those means might misuse a loved one's money or sully a grand reputation."
For reference, at right is Lydia, with her moneyed, respectable tits in that man's hands.
Based on this photo, one might assume Lydia Hearst is a laughable sideshow attraction paid to stand and hold things only because of the name attached to her face attached to her pert breasts. But one would be wrong. Brother, she is deep.
Not quite, but amazing! And get this: She calls her merry band of ragamuffins, which includes in its ranks famous baller Cisco Adler, "the 2.0." (That's right: the two point oh.)
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• Turds of a feather… [EBG]
• When alcoholism is the least of one's concerns, perhaps one is in poor shape. [DListed]
• Shia LaBeouf finally giving up on all that "I'm not a clubber" jazz to become the drunken kisser you knew he could be. [PS]
• Why more than one swimsuit? [HT]
• Another one bites the mustache. [INO]
• Oxygen masks? Isn't that called living. [Yeeeah]
• Guacamole in a baby's chest cavity? So great. [CityRag]
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