Showing posts with label Rachel Stevens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rachel Stevens. Show all posts

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Return of the Sextogenarian Pimp

Heather Mills has reportedly been awarded more than $50 million in her divorce settlement with Sir Paul McCartney. The former couple seperated in May, 2006 and almost 4 years of marriage, and have had a very ugly public relationship afterwards. Since then, Mills has become the self-described "most hated woman in Britain". The two have a four-year old daughter together, named Beatrice.

Well, Ms. Mills finally got her paycheck. After two years of classless behavior regarding her own divorce, including a hilarious stint on Dancing With The Stars, Mills is walking away with nearly 3% of Paul McCartney's financial empire. Three. Entire. Percent. I'm sure Paul is home crying to his countless acolades, awards and still Scrooge McDuck-like bank account. Meanwhile, Heather Mills has left an entire country wishing her leg had lost the rest of her body, and not the other way around. So was it worth it? Well, god knows I'd felate a wild boar for $50 million. Hell, I might even have sex with Heather Mills. But then again, I'm a whore. So, I guess if Ms. Mills can fess up to being a whore... than maybe the public will find it in their hearts to forgive her. If not, she can use her new money to build herself a Darth Vader-esque suit and show the same grace and compassion of an amputee that Anakin Skywalker showed so many years ago (i.e. genocide on a galactic scale)

In the meantime, somebody get poor old Paul a new woman. Remember people, we've got to comp this guy on drinks and women for life... he did co-write most of The White Album, after all. Hence, I've thrown an available "bird" up there for your consideration. I'm not actually sure whether or not Rachel Stevens is married or not... but if she is it doesn't really matter, does it? This is the "cute Beatle" after all. Not to be confused with my pet beetle, Gargamel, who is "passable" at best.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Rachel Stevens. Still Very Purdy.

Here's a few new pictures of Rachel Stevens, taken at The Bourne Ultimatum premiere recently. Seriously, her looking this good is just unfair to other women. They all might as well just use cod semen as foundation and a fat, wet cow turd as lipstick from now on, for all the good it would do them in comparison to this girl. If I was a woman, I would've rallied my sisters together a long time ago to lay seige to Castle Stevens. And then, when we finally broke in... 36-hour lesbian sex romp. Then again, if I was a woman, thats pretty much how every argument ends. You slept with my husband? Lesbian sex romp. You burned the Christmas roast? Lesbian sex romp. You're getting sick of my lesbian sex romps? Super Bonus Balloon-Round Lesbian sex romp.
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Source and Photos Courtesty of (TunaFlix)....

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Rachel Stevens... Delicious


Rachel Stevens, formerly of S Club 7 and one-time Seraphim*, is the cover girl for the new issue of FHM UK, and apparently is dead set on making sure I always have an embarassingly symetrical set of chaffed rashes on my right palm and... male bits.
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Oh yes, I went there. And then I came back from there.. And you got the postcard from there on the same day I got back. Which kinda made the effort pointless. Damn, now I'm out $1.05.
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* - A Seraphim is a member of the Christian God's highest choir of Angels. Not so much funny, I know, but when was the last time you learned something with your genitals in your left hand. Last Thursday? .... Well, then, maybe you should seek some therapy. That is not the intended use for the Public Library.