Oh lord Madonna, AGAIN! I just want to know who keeps taking that damn stake out.
Oh lord Madonna, AGAIN! I just want to know who keeps taking that damn stake out.
Audio remote instructions code for Tommy Hilfiger drones.
Excellent point. My thought is, you pull all the turbo crap off and sell that to some yokel. Then you can enjoy a nice vintage granny car. That's gotta' be worth, what, two, three grand?
Did you read the title and like I did, think this was going to be about someone who literally hires them out, much in the way of a prostitute, for friend-like activities with famous people who are too dysfunctional to make actual friends? Because I was really expecting an actual "friend-for-hire" type deal, not…
This elevator footage has Solange lookin so crazy right now.
It's nothing to do with standard procedure, we actually tend to do it in the hopes of snagging washing lines full of women's underwear. Nothing is as comfortable as a thong on a transatlantic flight!
That's early in the morning even by Greenwich Mean Time!
Bachelor Number 3. In the Study. With the Rope.
True, but for each successive gay player the media attention will be less and less, until the day when a player being gay is no longer a story at all, which is what everybody wants. For a person to openly be who they are and have it truly not matter in their professional life.
I had a roommate my senior year in college (someone I'd chosen to live with, no less—I had no idea how crazy she was before moving in with her) whose entire goal in life was to busier and more put upon than anyone else in the world. This was terribly difficult for her living with me, because I was overloading on…
My parents separated when I was 8. My mom moved out, leaving me with my dad. She got an apartment and set about...inventing a fake boyfriend. See, she left my dad for a coworker, and everyone and their dog knew she had been having an affair. They weren't subtle. Even I had picked up on the whispers and I was in…
When I was online dating, one time, a guy contacted me but his profile didn't have any clear photos of his face (all of them were from a distance or showed his back or didn't have him in it.) So I asked for a face picture and he finally said ok and sent me one. Of Clive Owen. I asked if this was a joke and he said no.…
I still have that issue of Road and Track. I kept it all this time. Peter's review of the F1 is terrific. It's a shame he's no longer writing Side Glances either.
But you didn't pay for that room. These people pay $400-$500 each month to live there.