This strange experiment of pointing “gotcha” fingers in every direction (except inward — we’re not masochists!) has officially survived for a whole year.
That may not sound like much, but it’s longer than many Hollywood marriages.
If you were with us from the beginning, thanks for sticking around. If you jumped on in mid-ride, we hope it was worth it. And if you’re a new Deceiver addict, the archives await …
We’ve got some fun things planned for “Year Two,” including a March-Madness-style “Deceiver of the Year” single-elimination tournament, some exciting prize giveaways, and maybe even an online scavenger hunt.
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Last July, we told you about 50 Cent filing a lawsuit against Taco Bell for a silly publicity stunt: They offered to donate $10,000 to the charity of his choice if he changed his name to 79 Cent, 89 Cent, or 99 Cent for a day and visited one of their drivethroughs to rap his order. They probably didn’t think he’d go along with it, but they probably didn’t think he’d sue their burrito-boosting butts either.
The suit accuses Taco Bell of “diluting the value of his good name,” which is pretty funny because he’s 50 Cent.
Maybe Taco Bell expected him to take it like Johnny Cash did when they tried to ruin his rep:
Anyway, now Tizzle Bizzle is shooting back at Fiddy. According to TMZ:
In legal papers filed in Federal court, the Bell’s lawyers claim 50’s tough-talking $4 million trademark infringement lawsuit from this summer was just a publicity stunt — but it’s the personal shots they fire at Fiddy that really spice things up.
Bell’s peeps tried to attack 50’s credibility, saying his work “falls in the subgenre of hip hop music known as ‘gangsta rap,’ a style associated with urban street gangs and characterized by violent, tough-talking braggadocio.” They also claim that Fiddy only filed the lawsuit to “burnish his gangsta rapper persona” — ’cause nothing builds street cred like a lawsuit…
His lawyer tells us “Taco Bell needs to be stopped” and that “Mr. Cent intends to vigorously pursue this case.”
I just think it’s funny that his lawyer has to call him “Mr. Cent.” Hey, are you guys hungry? I could really go for a gordita. And it’s for a good cause.
P.S. In happier publicity-stunt news, Dr. Pepper is living up to its promise to give everybody in America a free soda now that the new Guns N’ Roses album is finally being released. I don’t really know what one has to do with the other, but hey, free Dr. Pepper.
Regular Unleaded is $1.89/gallon in my neighborhood today. How about you?
Still, this anti-Chevron bit from the League of Conservation Voters is clever. It’s a response to those cheeky Chevron ads on buses and subway trains that spout energy-conservation nostrums like “I will leave the car at home more,” “I will replace 3 light bulbs with CFLs,” “I will finally get a programmable thermostat,” and “I will consider buying a hybrid.
Continue reading ‘Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Love “Big Oil” Again…’
Good for him.
Guy Ritchie just took the piss out of Madonna’s claims that he’s a gold-digger by refusing to take a pence of her £300-million fortune. Like we ever believed her anyway.
He’s worth a solid £30-million on his own but under British law, because they didn’t have a prenup, he could have petitioned for half of her earnings. Instead he is much more interested in where their children will live — Madonna wants to resettle them in New York, but Guy wishes to keep them in London where they’ve grown up.
Given Madonna’s predilections toward total domineering control of Lourdes, Rocco, and David’s schedules, if I were a kid in that household, I know where I’d want to live.
Guy seems like a stand-up, well, guy. I can’t imagine how he managed to stay married to that harpy for eight long years.
Apropos of nothing, I leave you the same way the Daily Mail ended their article on the settlement. No one does snark like the Brits:
Madonna isn’t letting her tense divorce negotiations slow her down, and last night stepped out looking positively radiant at a charity gala in New York.
The 50-year-old’s skin seemed remarkably youthful as she glammed up with the help of lashings of red lipstick.
It was almost enough to distract from her wacky green dress, which more resembled shrubbery than a red carpet party frock.
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