Anyway, it was brilliant because honestly, Denise, you FREAK! I am perfectly sure celebrities do check out sites like that and forums, but not on camera. The reek of desperation was glorious. Denise, Denise, Google yourself! Go on! I bet Denise Googles herself at least once a day. Maybe it was when she Googled herself and the last news article was from 2004 that she decided to do a TV show to make sure everyone knows she is still out there, and as horrifically watchable as equally monstrous, good-argument-to-nuke-Beverly-Hills "The Hills." It was like television eating itself in front of you. The Naughties summed up in a single sequence of false "OMG!" Television relies on celebrities, celebrities rely on television. Meanwhile, I rely on Denise Richards and Dina Lohan. How did it come to this?
(The site kept us entertained for a while, especially for the younger celebs whose fans get well over the border of hysteria and forayed well into stalkerdom. Rupert Grint and Lily Allen? Really? Does your mother know? In the words of one disenchanted young fangirl who makes the error of believing an interview above the internet: "how reliable is this site, anyway?" Girlie, for Denise's and Rupert's sake, I hope not very.)
*Note: It Isn't.
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