Happy Mother’s Day to all you hot mamas out there!
As you put your feet up and grab a glass of much-deserved wine, CandyKirby.com would like to share an exclusive look at heartwarming Mother’s Day cards that celebrities gave to their mothers today:
John Mayer flew to Miami to reconnect with poolside canoodling buddy Jennifer Aniston, and to play at the Marley & Me wrap party, where his sensitive frat boy music was surely a hit with Jen’s co-star Owen Wilson…
Apparent temperature in Miami: Twenty below zero.
At first, I wondered how the hell Meg Ryan could smile wearing THIS:
But then I realized — she must have snagged the lead role in Gandhi Goes to Corporate America! A heady time for Meg, indeed. In this Oscar contender, she and the spiritual leader switch souls after an innocent kiss, and Gandhi-disguised-as-Meg-Ryan goes to New York to work at a PR agency owned by the charmingly pompous Tom Hanks, whose steely heart is invariably melted by Gandhi’s adorable quirkiness and impish smile.
FADE OUT.
END OF MOVIE
WARNING: This post contains an unbearable amount of cuteness.
WARNING: No, seriously. It’s even sweeter than Ryan Reynolds’ ass dipped in honey.
WARNING: Okay, you asked for it, sucka…
Introducing Cindy, an orphaned two-week-old fawn that has been “adopted” by a sweet Great Dane named Rocky.
All together now: Awwwwww.
The Telegraph reports:
Staff at the (Now Not-So-)Secret World Animal Rescue Centre in Highbridge, Somerset, have been caring for Cindy since she was found close to death when she was days old. The 9st dog towers over his spotted companion, who he gently nuzzles and accompanies on daily walks, ever watchful. The two-week-old fawn returns the affection by rushing over to her trusted friend whenever she is in need of reassurance.
If that doesn’t melt your heart… well, you may want to look into employment at the IRS.
Even more heartwarming news: In an amazing stroke of luck, CandyKirby.com’s Orphaned Animals Foundation believes it has tracked down Cindy’s birth parents!
Oh, boy. Brenda is NOT going to be happy about this…
Turns out, Kelly Taylor is returning to 90210. People reports Jennie Garth will make guest appearances on the CW’s new 90210 spinoff, playing a guidance counselor at her alma mater, West Beverly High.
Kelly will draw upon her own experiences to guide impressionable young minds about:
Poor Brenda. While in high school, my hatred for the back-stabbing Kelly — I even had mature and clever nicknames for her, like “Chipmunk Cheeks” and “That Bitch” (while secretly wanting to be her) — was only surpassed by my love for Dylan McKay. I mean, just look at his range of talent:
Here’s angry Dylan…
Happy Dylan…
And, of course, about-to-go-to-rehab-again Dylan:
My Dylan was robbed of an Emmy, I tell ya. ROBBED!
Well, I think I’ve uncovered Comcast’s Call Center:
“Can we call you baaa-aaack?“
Good thing my grandma hung onto her rotary phone — which became outdated around, roughly, the year 1610 — because, as you can see, it has the potential to help decapitated sheep. So charitable!
Artist and phone herder Jean Luc Cornec made these Telephonic Sheep, which were once on display at the Frankfurt Museum of Communications.
I feel a little sheepish admitting this, but that phone would go perfectly with my Tyrannosaurus Fax Machine.
Lindsay Lohan has knee pads on her new line of leggings because:
1) They really come in handy during Dina’s “negotiations” with agents and producers;
2) Of all the time she spends praying to the porcelain god in Hollywood clubs;
3) She’ll soon be begging for a job on her hands and knees;
4) Well, they do go nicely with the easy-access crotch flap;
5) It’s a convenient place to store lip gloss, coke bags;
6) Better question is, why the hell is Taylor Swift stooping to modeling for Lindsay Lohan?!;
7) None of the above. The knee pads are for ____________________.
This post is rated PG-13 and Anti-Parents. Not suitable for children under 13 or my mom and dad.
As I mentioned in the premier edition of this series, I’m easily confused by sex toys, as it’s often unclear to me whether they’re supposed to offer pleasure, blend my margaritas or clean my windows. So, being the thorough, dedicated reporter that I am, I decided to get my hands — and mind — dirty with an ongoing investigative report:
SEX TOY OR HOUSEHOLD PRODUCT?!
Let’s see if you can determine which of these are sex aids, and which are found in Target’s housewares aisle:
1. Sex Toy? Or Household Product?

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