Wednesday, May 03, 2006

What's Grosser Than Gross?

Remember those old schoolyard jokes? I think we've found the ultimate topper in this story about the nasty Denise Richards/Charlie Sheen divorce:

Locklear's rumored beau of the moment, David Spade, seemed to perpetuate that speculation when he told reporters last week that Locklear was "still nursing the knife wound in her back."


How the bloody hell does someone like David Spade hook up with Heather Locklear? Is she suddenly blind, deaf, dumb and without nerve endings to feel the slime that exudes from his creepy little pores? Who's going to stop Heather's downward shame spiral of dating?

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