No, no, no, this is not the blog where you'll read the florid description from RadarOnline.com about her breasts swinging around while being entered from behind by a man sporting a ... huge tool Prince Albert British accent.
Breasts. Ew. Nah, kidding of course, I was breast-fed after all.
If you haven't heard I read it first at HuffPo but it's a Radar Exclusive (though sex + Chelsea = nothing exclusive, apparently) and you can read about it at their site at this link.
Short version: The tape starts with her doing her stand-up act to a home vid camera, then there's a bunch of doggy-style sex in the middle with some alleged Brit with nice forearms (that's all I can tell from the single image from Radar, which you can see here to the left), then more stand-up, then it ends. Her mgmt. team (the Huvanes, same as Jen Aniston, she of the crotch shot late night talk show interview -- check these two links) say she used to send this vid on VHS out to comedy club owners to drum up gigs.
Oh, so that makes it okay? Is the entire world just going fucking crazy?
Since when is it appropriate or a good thing or an explanation for anything that some woman is sending out videos of herself fucking to get work? Add to that Handler's history of bedding Ted Harbert from E! Networks/Comcast (which I contend started after her first E! series was canceled and the second was -- surprise! -- greenlighted, and it gets even creepier.
Next I predict we'll find out how Chelsea paid for a bunch of cab rides in the 1990s when she erred and ended up on an old Taxicab Confessions. Now I get why the bag boy always brings her groceries to the car at Whole Foods. And the line of pizza delivery guys at her front door? Completely understood.
It's her currency, babe!
I haven't even gotten to the three things mentioned in the headline, click over the jumperoo for that and more.



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