Ted's blind items are mini-novels....
"Sometimes there's just nothing more gross than junior high school humor. And apparently, it doesn't matter if you're working a movie junket or hanging in the schoolyard, flatulence is still considered fair game.
Just a few weekends ago at a junket for an upcoming romantic comedy, one of the film's costars pulled a few frat-house tricks that would probably make Jason Biggs' pie-encrusted crotch hair fall out.
While killing time between interviews, the cruelly sweet dark-haired honey in question (and that's sayin' somethin') turned to a studio exec and politely requested him to "pull my finger." When the honcho complied, the svelte star let loose with a fart that would make Jim Carrey proud. Ah, to be young and famous and able to emit effluvium at whim.
But wait! Recess wasn't over. A little while later, the attractive joker meandered back over to the same gullible guy, loaded and randy-ready to go.
"Do you want to know what my costar's [female private part] smells like?" The class-act response? A raunchy, stinky burp aimed right in the exec's face. Nice, eh? Well, I guess once you've made it, manners are beside the point."
"Sometimes there's just nothing more gross than junior high school humor. And apparently, it doesn't matter if you're working a movie junket or hanging in the schoolyard, flatulence is still considered fair game.
Just a few weekends ago at a junket for an upcoming romantic comedy, one of the film's costars pulled a few frat-house tricks that would probably make Jason Biggs' pie-encrusted crotch hair fall out.
While killing time between interviews, the cruelly sweet dark-haired honey in question (and that's sayin' somethin') turned to a studio exec and politely requested him to "pull my finger." When the honcho complied, the svelte star let loose with a fart that would make Jim Carrey proud. Ah, to be young and famous and able to emit effluvium at whim.
But wait! Recess wasn't over. A little while later, the attractive joker meandered back over to the same gullible guy, loaded and randy-ready to go.
"Do you want to know what my costar's [female private part] smells like?" The class-act response? A raunchy, stinky burp aimed right in the exec's face. Nice, eh? Well, I guess once you've made it, manners are beside the point."
