Sarah Palin Likes Extramarital Penis, Cocaine

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Joe McGinniss’ highly anticipated book “The Rogue: Searching for the Real Sarah Palin,” is about to hit bookshelves near you, and what better way to generate free press for it than by claiming Sarah Palin did cocaine, her husband’s business partner and a huge black dude before she was in office. Radar Online says:

The book, which is due to be published on September 20, alleges that just one year before she eloped with Todd, Sarah enjoyed a steamy interracial one-night stand with 6-foot-8 basketball great, Glen Rice. Sarah is said to have met the sportsman in 1987 when he was playing a college basketball tournament in Alaska and she was working as a sports reporter for local station KTUU.

It also details an extramarital affair between Sarah and [her husband's former business partner], which is alleged to have lasted six months.

The book also charges that before she became Alaska Governor, both Sarah and Todd dabbled in cocaine use and claims she was once seen snorting the drug off an overturned 55-gallon oil drum while snowmobiling with friends.

She didn’t just do cocaine; she did cocaine off an oil drum. Only a Republican could work in Big Oil while getting geeked. Dick Cheney probably just came in his pants.

In short shorts with her grandson Tripp last year:

PHOTO SOURCE: Fame Pictures

Meet Jesse James’ Third Mistress, Brigitte Daguerre

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I warned you the deluge of whores was about to be unleashed: a third woman has come forward claiming she had sex with Jesse James while he was still married to Sandra Bullock. And no, despite what the picture may suggest, Ms. Daguerre was actually born a female (slide show here). According to TMZ:

Brigitte Daguerre claims Jesse hired her in 2008 to do styling work for a West Coast Choppers photo shoot. She says the two emailed and texted each other for a year, but claims they only had sex 4 times before she cut it off.

Daguerre has 195 text messages between her and Jesse (the cell phone numbers sync up), many of them extremely graphic. Among the milder, Jesse says, “I’ll be your monkey.”

Throughout the exchanges, Jesse repeatedly asks Daguerre to send pictures and set up rendezvous. In one exchange, Daguerre complained that Jesse wasn’t letting loose. He explains, “I’m texting you in secret.”

Seriously, I didn’t think anyone could surface who’d make Tiger Woods look like the good guy, but damn if Jesse didn’t pull it off. Tiger might be a philandering whoremongering blackhearted cheater, yes, but he fucked around on a snooty foreign model, not America’s sweetheart. The only way Jesse could be less popular with the American public now is if he took dump on the Statue of Liberty and then wiped his his ass with the flag.

David Letterman Apologizes to His Wife on the Late Show

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After skewering himself in the monologue (video below), David Letterman publicly apologized to both his wife and his staff (video above) for his involvement in a Late Show sex scandal. He said (via Radar Online):

“I’m terribly sorry that I put the staff in that position. Inadvertently, I just wasn’t thinking ahead. And, moreover, the staff here has been wonderfully supportive to me, not just through this furor, but through all the years that we’ve been on television and especially all the years here at CBS, so, again, my thanks to the staff for, once again, putting up with something stupid I’ve gotten myself involved in.

Now the other thing is my wife, Regina. She has been horribly hurt by my behavior, and when something happens like that, if you hurt a person and it’s your responsibility, you try to fix it. And at that point, there’s only two things that can happen: either you’re going to make some progress and get it fixed, or you’re going to fall short and perhaps not get it fixed, so let me tell you folks, I got my work cut out for me.”

That’s nice and all, but I would still like to point out that Letterman has yet to apologize to you and me for constantly subjecting us to the mental image of his soggy sixty-year-old-man balls in action. I know my mind’s eye can’t even begin the healing process without first getting a proper apology.

Opening monologue: