Articles tagged with: Denied
Ever since Lindsay Lohan decided to trade alleged drug abuse for alleged lesbianism, you have to admit that she's been a bit of a snore. It's not so much Lindsay Lohan getting into trouble that we miss, rather the dazzling array of misinformation thumped out by a billion sources directly after Lindsay Lohan got into any trouble. What? You missed that too? Well this must be your lucky day. You see, it's been reported that Lindsay Lohan was hit by a motorbike in New York this weekend - reports backed up by the fact that the hospital she went to admitted someone called Lindsay Lohan on the night the accident took place. But Lindsay Lohan's family and publicist are denying that anything happened at all. Welcome back Lindsay. We've missed you.
Rappers are often strong, bold men with a ghetto-earned prowess and a serious set of skills when it comes to rhyming various words with other various words. They are forged in the harsh fires of the slums, where, before their big breaks, they are forced into lives of crime to support themselves and sometimes their over two dozen children. A former penchant for illegal drug sales is a popular topic they often thrown into verse. Also, many of them often sing about a strong desire to enforce laws along side the man, and move inmates from cell block A to cell block B. In one case this appears to actually be true. Rick Ross, an extraordinary rapper that we have never before heard of, used to be a prison guard. A photo of him in uniform has leaked – and he is denying absolutely everything.
Everyone knows that Madonna and Guy Ritchie will get divorced soon, and also that Guy's chasing the giant gap between Madonna's teeth in the settlement, too.
But even though there's recently been a Holocaust-style law passed surrounding the Madonna and Guy Ritchie divorce - where you go to prison if you deny it - some people are still determined to cling onto the dream that Madonna and Guy are as together as together can be.
And one of those people is Guy Ritchie's mother. She's refusing to believe that there's marital strife between Madonna and Guy Ritchie, and that talk of their impending divorce is a lot of 'absurd poppycock'. 'Absurd poppycock' or 'complete bollocks' depending on whether she's the parent responsible for Guy's frightfully posh side or his inexplicably cockney side. We can't be bothered to find out which she is.
You may remember that attorney who claimed Britney Spears' civil rights had been removed by the way her father kept her constantly encased in a pulsating plasma forcefield and only fed her twigs.
Or something. Anyway, this attorney - Jon Eardley - had been pushing to move Britney Spears' conservatorship case to a federal court because of this apparent civil rights hoo-hah.
But it isn't going to happen. A judge has ruled that the Britney Spears case has to remain in California because the attorney isn't really Britney Spears' attorney. Interesting, huh? OK, on with your lives now.
Amy Winehouse has missed out on the biggest night of her life, and it's all because of that darn 'Amy Winehouse getting hammered on crack' video.
Amy was supposed to be performing at the Grammys this weekend, but her request for an American visa has been denied, possibly because she'd explode the faces off every sniffer dog in a 50-mile radius the instant she landed at LAX.
Still, ever the trouper Amy Winehouse has vowed to do her Grammys performance live by satellite - just as soon as she's worked out whether her husband's prison or the confines of her drug rehab centre will make the more attractive backdrop.
It must be awful being deaf in jail - if ever a yell of "Jailbreak!" went up, you'd just carry on sewing mailbags oblivious to all the fun.
And that's what scares Foxy Brown the most. Still in jail, Foxy Brown has requested to go to California to have her cochlear implant examined and possibly repaired before it causes serious permanent damage to her hearing.
And, naturally, judge Justice Melissa Jackson told her to eff off. We'd like to see her be that brave next time she gets with Foxy Brown's hair-pulling range.
Stop, stop, stop - take the bunting down, unwrap the Larry The Hepatitis Monkey toy you've just bought, because Pamela Anderson isn't pregnant.
Yes, we know we just said that Pamela Anderson was pregnant, but that's because we thought she was and, well, the thought of Pamela Anderson and Rick Salomon's genes colliding to create an unborn baby with the potential to become an internet sex tape Olympian was just too darn exciting.
Pamela Anderson's blog, you see, has the word 'no' written on it. Twice. So that's another hope of ours dashed.
Life used to be so much simpler than it is now.
Take raising children, for one. We have fond memories of when parents would pack us into the back of the station wagon for 12-hour road trips to Nana’s house like a bunch wild animals hopped up on generic soda and Cheeze-Its. Nowadays you have to secure the little tykes into properly installed safety seats and can’t strap one to the luggage rack when they keep counting the bottles of beer on the wall and just… won’t… SHUT UP.
And whatever happened to the good old days when a six-month-pregnant woman who has surrendered all self-restraint to the nicotine gods and habitually smoke in peace? Maybe Nicole Richie knows, because she was spotted smoking a few ciggies in a scenario very similar to this one.
Or maybe she wasn’t. It could have just been a rumour. That’s what Nicole Richie is saying, anyway.
