Articles tagged with: Injured
The sacrifices that David Copperfield has made for magic are huge - it's meant that nobody can really trust him or his stupid haircut. But, as great as those sacrifices are, they're nothing compared to the sacrifice made by David Copperfield's stagehand on Wednesday - he got sucked into a giant fan, broke his arm in three places and badly mangled his face up. Still, at least David Copperfield was decent enough to visit the stagehand in hospital with a gift - a children's magic set. Ah, all the fun of magic but with none of the screaming fear of death. What a gent!
Sad news- in fact, this is probably the saddest news about one of Jessica Simpson's hairdressers that we've heard in over a month. We can hardly bring ourselves to tell you this, but here goes - on Saturday night, Jessica Simpson's hairdresser Ken Paves got caught in the middle of a paparazzi crush while out with Simpson, and ended up bleeding out of his face a little bit because he got socked with a camera. This incident is a sign that the war between celebrities and the paparazzi has just taken a turn for the worse. Jessica Simpson's hairdresser getting donked in the face is how it begins, but we dread to think what'll come next. Lindsay Lohan's manicurist getting kicked in the shins? The little old lady who Ryan Seacrest employs to water his plants getting a nasty Chinese burn and a wedgie? Where will the madness end? WHERE?
We've missed Phil Spector. Like many people we see him as the lesbian-haired wobbly old uncle who nobody trusts around women that we never had. And that's why we should all be greeting the retrial of Phil Spector over the alleged murder of Lana Clarkson like the celebration it is. For the next few months we get to go over all of Phil Spector's greatest hits - the funny hair, the driver who he apparently confessed the murder to, the endless scientific discussions about bullet trajectory, the funny hair. The funny hair. And that all starts right now. Well, OK, not right now. The second crack at the Phil Spector murder trial was set to begin yesterday, but it couldn't because a juror fell over in the car park and broke his foot, forcing a postponement. Remember that if Phil Spector is found guilty of murder he'll be given life in jail. So probably about a fortnight at this rate.
There's this great scene in the Transformers 2 script where Shia LaBeouf defeats Megatron forever by sewing a complex embroidery of a kitten in a sock. But don't expect it to show up in the finished movie, because Shia LaBeouf knackered his hand up something rotten in the drunken car crash that he was arrested for this weekend, and it's ruled him out of any embroidery action - complex or otherwise - for the foreseeable. Thanks to the extensive hand surgery he's received in light of the crash, Shia LaBeouf is taking a month away from the production Transformers 2 to recover. But after that, the injuries won't affect any of Shia LaBeouf's other upcoming films, like The Spectacular Adventures Of Deformed Claw-Boy and Butchered Useless Finger-Stump: The Musical. Phew.
If Hulk Hogan was your Dad, you'd probably rebel a little bit, mostly because you'd be sick of Hulk Hogan picking you up from parties and ripping his flimsy T-shirt off in front of everyone while feigning deafness in an exaggerated way.
So who can blame Hulk Hogan's son Nick Bollea for going off the rails a little bit? After all, Nick's just doing what normal teenagers do, pushing at the boundaries by occasionally drinking or getting interested in girls or... what's that? Nick Bollea rebelled by racing his Toyota at high speed on a wet road, flipping it into a tree-trunk and critically injuring his passenger? OK, admittedly that's something that a slightly smaller amount of teenagers do.
Anyway, long story short - Nick Bollea has been arrested for the crash and Hulk Hogan isn't very happy about it, so police should probably watch out for a bald geriatric man with ridiculous facial hair shouting "Whatcha gonna do?" at them until he gets tired and needs to sit down sometime soon.
