The Celebrity Hot Box
May 31st, 2007 by Brinson
Boxy’s back! By popular demand of course, our celebrity expert gets balls (er, whatever) deep into the weekly celebrity gossip. Her interweb connection has been down, meaning she had to jerk a barista at the local Harbucks for a free T-Mobile pass, so make sure and thank her for the extended effort as she opens up her box and checks in on a certain skank who topped a certain list in a certain magazine.
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Rosie O’Donnell is writing in her own blog about her “pain”. Brought it on yourself Rosie – no one is trying to “View” an overweight bulldyke. Angelina’s son is now legally named Pax Thien Jolie-Pitt – finally that is confirmed and we can all get some shut eye.
The question was asked if I have an opinion on the Maxim 100 Hottest List – the answer, “why of course”. I have decided I am not going to unload the fury on this list of cheap hookers because I have a very big heart, but there is still a point I want to touch on: assuming you have a working hole or two and pair of lungs, what girl that’s not a deuce/deuce and a ½ is not going to look at least semi-hot any of the following situations:
- wearing a little black leather number while standing in a shower semi-servicing herself;
- white lace bra filled with huge pups making the “who me?” face;
- the ‘I am sweaty and tired with my pants falling off but I will somehow F your brains out’;
- the ‘Oh my, you caught me off guard thank goodness I have on a thong and happen to be crawling on my red fur carpet”;
- or the ‘I am a huge tomboy that happens to have a luscious rack and lips that basically look like a penis holster’ look.
Looking at those photos reminded me of the girls in eighth grade that wore the white T’s on field day, knowing damn well we would have a water fight at the end of the afternoon. I can still close my eyes and hear them screaming at the boys when they are shooting the hose directly at their under developed nips, just like I remember wanting to just say “stop being a cock tease, virgin.” Everyone knew only about one out of ten of the girls was going to let a guy titty bomb her behind the gym. Just goes to show, some things never change – the girls just got richer and were able to buy a solid C to D cup instead of lying about a C cup that was really a B.
After I reviewed all these ladies, I realized I have a huge problem with #1, Ms. Lohan, just as my esteemed colleagues on Brahsome, and as many Americans—I’m sure—do. Reasons? Plenty:
- She would let Cisco Adler “dirty sanchez” on her for a bump
- She’s not even old enough to drink but she has the slit of a 62 year old
- Her middle name is Dee. That is about as trashy as your name being Trish or Tiffany but call her Tiff.
So what I am saying, gentlemen, is if you plan to think about effing Lohan you will:
- need to be in touch with some sort of cartel
- be getting the herpes that originated from Aaron Carter, which is sweet
- need an all day pass to Promises to visit her and her family on the weekends – we all know what recently happened to Ms. Lohan, but just in case, the recap is the tramp got all jacked, got a dewy and crashed her car. Now she is in rehab – again. Is that a Freaky enough Friday for you?
- Boxy -


titty bomb behind the gym…fucking classic
I was looking forward all day to this post! I love boxy’s celeb updates…can’t wait till next Thurs. You had me laughing out loud about Miss Lohan, now I can finally go to bed.
There are too many classic lines in this article to count or to repeat.
Maybe Boxy Brown needs to take this blahg over and leave you amateurs to The Daily Pile.
Niiiiiigh Leo. We wish she would too.