The always radiant Kirsten Dunst was spotted sucking face with Drew Barrymore’s ex-boyfriend Justin Long over the weekend. According to Rush and Molloy

The “Mac guy” was snogging Dunst in L.A. at Sunset Junction. The duo “were making out hard-core while waiting in line for margaritas,” says our spy. “They were holding hands and were all over each other.”

Yep, she might be pushing 30, but Kirsten Dunst’s still got it. “It” of course being “the kind of ugly than could peel the stink off a monkey.” That Justin Long is one lucky fella!

At the International Shortfest in Palm Springs on Saturday:

Drew Barrymore’s out-of-control boozing is to blame for her recent split from Justin “I’m a Mac” Long. The Enquirer says

Barrymore and Long had planned to wed – until booze resumed its hold on the former child star. “Justin got tired of having to help Drew to the car at the end of the night,” an insider [said]. “Justin gently suggested to Drew that they both slow down on the drinking, and she didn’t take it well. Drew believes she has control over her drinking.”

Jesus, I get so sick of people trying to tell you that you have “a problem” all the time. Oh, Abby, you have a “problem” with binge drinking. Hey, Abby, you have a “problem” with indecent exposure. Abby, you might want to see a lawyer about your stealing-from-the-petty-cash-at-work “problem.” Well, there’s only one thing to say to your boyfriend (or the cops or the prosecuting attorney) when they start up on you about your “problem”again: “Look — if there was a problem, yo, I’d solve it.” You can add “Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it” or just freestyle from there. There’s no arguing with Vanilla Ice logic, baby!

The couple in happier, boozier times (drinking on a beach and leaving a bar):

Actress Drew Barrymore and boyfriend Justin Long were reportedly involved in bar fight last week. Surprisingly, it had nothing to do with anyone being forced to watch “Freddy Got Fingered.” According to Female First

The ‘Charlie’s Angels’ star and the ‘Live Free or Die Hard’ actor were enjoying a private drink together at West Hollywood’s Bar Lubitsch when a fellow patron started taking photographs of them. An onlooker [said]: “Drew complained to a member of staff and suddenly there were fists flying everywhere. “Drew and Justin ran out of there as quickly as they could.”

Which should really read: Justin sprinted for the exit while Drew gazed dreamily at the brawlers, murmuring, “Like, it’s like… like their fists are making love to the face bones!” And then Justin had to turn around amid exclamations of “they’re like these little possums in a cocoon of chaos” and “God, it’s all so fucking magical, isn’t it?” to grab her by the wrist and drag her towards the door before she tried to cleanse their chakras by anointing them with patchouli again.

Drew at the Palm Springs International Film Fest Awards Gala January 5th: