Tuesday, January 16, 2007

The Unholy Birth of Frahan (Or Joesay)

(photo via A Socialite's Life)

From "The Ickiest Couple Since David Gest and Liza Minelli" file comes this absolutely chilling report from Page Six:
NO wonder Lindsay Lohan wasn't impressed with record producer Scott Storch's diamond gifts over New Year's - she found a guy with a jet. She's seeing "Girls Gone Wild" impresario Joe Francis. Friends of Lohan say Francis was with her when she went to the hospital two weeks ago to have her appendix out, and they planned to leave Saturday for a mini-vacation at Francis' Mexican estate, but decided to stay in town. "Neither of them could resist the lure of the Golden Globe parties," laughed our spy.

DEAR GOD. I think I have to go take a "Silkwood"-style shower now and rub the grime off--but what will cleanse my psyche? How can I unsee what my eyes have shown me? Is there a special mouthwash for the vomit taste in my soul?

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