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The Cat Shit Prank!

If your roommate has a cat, the litterbox probably bugs the hell out of you. Apparently, it was the same for George Clooney, when one of his roommates left the open litterbox in the bathroom for his cat to have a go at it, whenever it wants. So George pulled this prank on the dude which involved some scooping and crapping…I can’t go into the details but I will use a word: Eeeeeewwwwwwwwwww! Ok that’s not a word.

You’ve got to hear it from George’s mouth! Watch here:

 

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George Clooney, I’m gay! Choose me!

For a while there people in Italy thought George Clooney is gay. Of course, you’ve heard all about a fan stripping in a news conference in Italy and asking George to choose him. Here’s the video.

And later Matt Damon confessed on Letterman’s s show that he slipped it to an Italian journo that George Clooney is gay indeed and wants to marry his boyfriend too! Well I think he takes too much credit for himself. Either that or the Italian paps are really as dumb as they say.

I wish though that George Clooney is really gay. That’d really help my own “Choose me George!” monologue from surfacing, ever! And sweet though they are, I wouldn’t have to hear these words from him.

“Its hard when you take one big chance and it doesn’t really work. It’s always embarrassing when you take one real swing for the fences and it just falls flat!”

Gay or not, George does have an incredible response  throughput. His actual personality is really so charming that I am always loathe to see him in dark roles like in Michael Clayton or Syriana. Actually, I didn’t watch Syriana #canyoubelieveit. The whole setting and George Clooney’s look is a total turn off! Whoever pitched it to him that putting on weight and growing a beard is a good idea? We are very happy as we are thinking undercover agents are tall-dark-handsome and sexy as hell, aren’t we? Ok, if if you aren’t, in his case, George looks more real than any 48  49 year old movie star. It’s definitely not worth all that trouble to ‘fit into the role’ and cry over it later when the whole process caused George Clooney an injury.

Anyways, coming back to the issue at hand–“George Clooney is gay”, just the sound of it is so phoney! He is as straight as a man can be and I’m so not buying it that the reporter, whatever his IQ levels are, fell for it. I think Matt Damon is just taking cues off George in making a good story.

So not gay George Clooney is. See:

So not gay George Clooney is!

Awww…..

*that bitch*


George Clooney injured: by the ‘minivan’ what else?

George Clooney and current girlfriend Elisabetta Canalis in Venice

So as I was saying, adding to the list of George Clooney‘s injuries was a broken hand. In the past, his motorbike accident that broke George Clooney’s ex-girlfriend Sarah Larson’s leg, was somehow the big story! And then there was that odd injury while putting on weight for his role in Syrianna…that’s all I can remember for now, oddly enough.

So about George Clooney’s injury this summer, he explained it in that pretty much uncomplicated plus witty way he always does.

I slammed my hand in a minivan… I was getting out and someone slammed the door on it. I knew immediately it was broken because a bone was sticking up out of it. So the Italian guy who does the driving for me says, ‘Get in the car, I’ll take care of you.’ He drives me into town… and he takes me to the dentist. Dentist’s chair, dentist’s lamp, everything. The guy comes in, pulls the dentist’s lamp down onto my hand. He starts pulling on my fingers, which really hurts. At last he says, ’Hmmm… I think it’s broken…’ I’m saying, ’Is there a real doctor anywhere in here?’ In the end, they got me into a hospital in Lugano, the hand was x-rayed and I was in and out in 20 minutes. It’s doing fine now.”

But that’s not the story. Not to me anyways. I was reading this excerpt from Hello Magazine in..err… Celebitchy and mirroring my thoughts right there was: “EW. God, I hate when people tell stories about their broken bones. The worst words in the English language are “the bone was sticking out”. Does that make anyone else nauseous?”

Nauseous? Honey, it makes me feel like someone pulled out my intestines and balloon twisted them into a gravy boat. I’m sorry, did that make you uncomfortable?

PS: Oh by the way, just in case you’re thinking I follow Celebitchy or some other snarky site like Lainey Gossip, etc. don’t! I just run into them sometimes…well a lot of times. Blame Google. Blame External Links! And twitter and facebook and social networking of all forms! Oh no, I don’t follow Celebitchy. Not at all. And I definitely, most surely and affirmatively, never ever lay my eyes on this article. Ever.


About me and George Clooney…The thing is…

See I was obsessed with George Clooney ever since I was a little kid. Just because I was five doesn’t mean I’m a kid by the way, becuzzzzzz….I was also George Clooney’s girlfriend blah blah..imprint..blah..soulmate..blah….and then we got married and everything (after I grew up of course!). Oh you wouldn’t know…it was a real hush hush affair 😉 Anyways, it’s all good except my shrink advised me that I’ve driven the obsession for ‘him’ too far. One of the ways to rediscover myself, he says, is that I should keep a journal/blog where I am to write anything I like–and I like Clooney!, anything I’d like to reflect on–ditto!, and anything remotely close to my personality instead of his–we’ll see about that.
BTW: Doesn't he look real cute here?

So here I am blogging about George Clooney in a true Mrs.Clooney style. And I am Mrs. Clooney for your kind information. Believe it you!

Now that we are past that, I’d like you to know in this first post of mine, that George is most charming in every way possible. (Sometimes more charming than is flattering. But I’ve learnt to live with that. Its ok–sniff sniff.) There are people, men and women, who would gladly testify to his charm.  Like this guy Joel Stein here. There are a lot of interviews of George Clooney, of course, but this one stands out because Joel had the chance to invite my actor husband to have dinner at his place. Here’s the gist: Joel is nervous that a ‘huge’ actor actually accepted his offer and rambles off about what he’s made and what the publicist/assistant has to say about the menu, etc. Then George Clooney comes in and makes Joel feel ultra-comfy in his humble abode and they chat on about lots of different stuff.

George keeps repeating that ‘you’ve gotta make fun of yourself before others do’, the reasoning behind which I never got. There is some drama over a fire alarm that goes on and off which George fixes! And finally Joel Stein decides that George Clooney could ‘host the crap out of’ anybody.

It’s a long but interesting interlude in the never ending interviews that George gives. Check out the story: George Clooney: The Last Movie Star

Oh by the way, the story is three years too old. But isn’t that the great part about reading on the web instead of papers? More interesting parts of George Clooney’s life and personality, coming up!