Getty Images Newly-adopted Pit Bull Attacks And Kills 90-year-old A Virginia Beach grandma was attacked by a pit bull she freshly adopted this week and died from her injuries according to WNCN . The daughter of the senior citizen says she was viciously attacked and it was unprovoked. The victim’s daughter says the 50 pound pet could not be stopped during the five minutes of rage. Reportedly, the old woman used a hammer to crack open a locked glass door that’s when the dog rushed her. Her daughter says he started to bite her neck and shoulders and then her stomach. Her daughter grabbed the hammer to hit the dog, to save her mom. But, her efforts were too late. Linda says her mom adopted the dog from Forever Home Rehabilitation Center after seeing a posting on Craigslist to adopt the dog for $20.
Tracy Morgan Admits That He Contemplated Suicide After His Tragic Car Accident When Tracy Morgan hosted Saturday Night Live last year, we all rejoiced. He appeared to have fully recovered from the car accident that we feared would take his life. Fast-forward 21 months and Tracy is now taking time to reflect publicly on his mental and physical state during that very difficult time via Rolling Stone … In the wake of Morgan’s injuries, it felt like his worst fears were coming true. “I said, ‘If my funny ever went away, I’d die,’” he says on a Monday evening in his New Jersey home, a few days before the Michigan show. “And I thought I was going to die for a long time. My thoughts – I was in a very dark place. I was sitting right here, contemplating suicide. I couldn’t walk.” He’s in an easy chair facing a TV in his living room, near a cylindrical tank where his giant Pacific octopus lurks, waiting for its next meal of lobster. Morgan insisted on leaving the hospital early and continuing his rehabilitation at home. “You go to hospitals to f***ing die,” he says. “If I got to go, I wanted to be in the house with my family.” For the first couple of weeks, he stayed in the second-floor bedroom, unable to navigate the stairs. “My wife heard all the screaming,” he says, calling Megan over from the kitchen, where she and her mother are playing with Maven, who is dressed head-to-toe in Disney gear. “She changed all the bedsheets when I s**t on myself. She knows.” Personal injuries aside, it appears that part of what lead Tracy to that “dark place” was the death of his friend and mentor Jimmy Mack. Morgan struggled with feelings of guilt, reminding himself that everyone in the car was there because of him. “Emotionally, it’s hard for me to deal with,” he says. “I asked everybody to be there that night. I have to live with that. But I had to forgive myself. I know Jimmy would want it like that.” He cues up a song he’d play to soothe himself in his dark moments – which happens to be the smooth-jazz theme from Taxi – and begins to weep. “I remember the days,” he murmurs. “I remember them days. Jesus.” Morgan has zero desire to recover his memories of that night. “The past is nothing but a forest filled with horrors,” he says, gravely. Because it is Tracy Morgan saying these words, I can’t help but laugh. He grins a little, and starts repeating the phrase, putting some spin on it, pushing it fully around the corner to comedy. “Nothing but a forest full of horrors,” he intones. We’re beyond thrilled that Tracy did not choose to end his life. His unique brand of comedy is needed in these days when there are SO many things that can bring us down on a daily basis. God bless Tracy Morgan and his family. Image via Splash
Tracy Morgan Admits That He Contemplated Suicide After His Tragic Car Accident When Tracy Morgan hosted Saturday Night Live last year, we all rejoiced. He appeared to have fully recovered from the car accident that we feared would take his life. Fast-forward 21 months and Tracy is now taking time to reflect publicly on his mental and physical state during that very difficult time via Rolling Stone … In the wake of Morgan’s injuries, it felt like his worst fears were coming true. “I said, ‘If my funny ever went away, I’d die,’” he says on a Monday evening in his New Jersey home, a few days before the Michigan show. “And I thought I was going to die for a long time. My thoughts – I was in a very dark place. I was sitting right here, contemplating suicide. I couldn’t walk.” He’s in an easy chair facing a TV in his living room, near a cylindrical tank where his giant Pacific octopus lurks, waiting for its next meal of lobster. Morgan insisted on leaving the hospital early and continuing his rehabilitation at home. “You go to hospitals to f***ing die,” he says. “If I got to go, I wanted to be in the house with my family.” For the first couple of weeks, he stayed in the second-floor bedroom, unable to navigate the stairs. “My wife heard all the screaming,” he says, calling Megan over from the kitchen, where she and her mother are playing with Maven, who is dressed head-to-toe in Disney gear. “She changed all the bedsheets when I s**t on myself. She knows.” Personal injuries aside, it appears that part of what lead Tracy to that “dark place” was the death of his friend and mentor Jimmy Mack. Morgan struggled with feelings of guilt, reminding himself that everyone in the car was there because of him. “Emotionally, it’s hard for me to deal with,” he says. “I asked everybody to be there that night. I have to live with that. But I had to forgive myself. I know Jimmy would want it like that.” He cues up a song he’d play to soothe himself in his dark moments – which happens to be the smooth-jazz theme from Taxi – and begins to weep. “I remember the days,” he murmurs. “I remember them days. Jesus.” Morgan has zero desire to recover his memories of that night. “The past is nothing but a forest filled with horrors,” he says, gravely. Because it is Tracy Morgan saying these words, I can’t help but laugh. He grins a little, and starts repeating the phrase, putting some spin on it, pushing it fully around the corner to comedy. “Nothing but a forest full of horrors,” he intones. We’re beyond thrilled that Tracy did not choose to end his life. His unique brand of comedy is needed in these days when there are SO many things that can bring us down on a daily basis. God bless Tracy Morgan and his family. Image via Splash
My name is Nataly, I’m a 15 year old belieber from Saint-Petersburg, and this is my Bieber Experience. I met Justin on the 28th of April 2013. Justin helped me a lot in my life. When I was 9, I broke my backbone. The doctors said I would never be able to walk again. I had been lying in bed nearly paralyzed for a year. I do remember that moment when I was allowed to stand up. Everything was so new. Contrary to all my doctors’ verdict I stood up and walked. At my rehabilitation period after trauma, it was Justin who helped me to enjoy the life again. During that long time, only my family and Justin were by my side. When I found out about Justin’s show in Russia I was endlessly happy. At first I didn’t even believe it because Russian beliebers had been trying to get his attention for so long. For us, Russian beliebers, it was unreal to visit his concert. Parents, prices, distance. Everything was against us. I think I’m lucky that I met Justin personally, it was a miracle. The first day of ticket selling my mom went to the ticket office on the other side of our city to get the first one. My dear parents encouraged me in my interest for Justin’s creative work. They came to the concert, even my dad, and he’s 55 years old. My mom became a belieber too, and they understand me better now. While we were waiting for Justin with other girls, we sang his songs, and talked to each other. The most amazing thing was when I saw Justin and looked at his eyes. I felt like he was my best friend, not a worldwide superstar. It was a feeling like we have known each other for ages. After the photo was taken I just thanked him, turned round and went away. It was an atmosphere of pure happiness. For great number of people, all the photos from M&G have become the symbol that one must “never say never” and always “believe” that dreams will come true. More: My name is Nataly, I’m a 15 year old belieber from…
Demi Lovato deserves nothing but props and praise for taking her rehabilitation as seriously as any celebrity in recent memory. Unsatisfied with the treatment she got two years ago for an eating disorder and cutting , among other personal issues, The X Factor judge has been residing in a sober living house. TMZ confirms that Lovato may own a very large home, but she retired each night after filming the Fox series to a facility with counselors and other addicts. Yes, the 20-year old star is feeling a lot better than before, but you can never be too safe, can you? It’s unclear for how long Lovato will live at this special residence, but her actions send a clear message to Lindsay Lohan, Amanda Bynes and others who scoff at the notion of help. Let’s hope they are paying attention.
Nadya Suleman has checked herself into a rehab facility due to a prescription drug problem, sources confirm to TMZ. A rep for Suleman says she is now a patient at Chapman House Drug Rehabilitation Center in Southern California because she had grown dependent on the anti-anxiety drug Xanax. “Nadya wanted to get off the Xanax she was prescribed by her doctor and learn to deal with her stress, exhaustion and anxiety with professional help with a team of doctors,” says her rep. “Nadya wanted to deal with her issues and make sure she is the best mother she can be.” The deranged woman’s 14 (!!!!!!) children will remain under the care of three nannies and two friends during the 30-day rehab stint for their mother. Sources also say that Suleman could have afforded to pay for the facility herself – due to her porn career – but the center is picking up the tab anyway. Apparently it truly, literally does pay to be famous. Even if you’re famous for having an obscene number of children on your own… undergoing foreclosure … and then depending on boxing, stripper gigs and masturbation videos to pay the bills.
Tracee Ellis Ross’ Best Looks Hear ye, Hear ye! We are hereby inducting another member into the 40-year-old banger category. Yesterday was Ross’ 40th birthday and she’s even finer than ever. It’s quite amazing that she’s maintained her looks for all this time. Where do we even start? She’s got the eyes, smile and fannnntastic cakes to get us through the day. Let’s take a look at Tracee through the years to the beauty she is now.
Having 14 kids would drive anyone to a drug problem… Octomom Checks Into Rehab Octomom has checked herself into rehab for a prescription drug problem, leaving her 14 kids without a mother for 30 straight days. Via TMZ reports : A rep for Octomom tells us … Nadya admitted herself into the Chapman House Drug Rehabilitation Center in Southern California over the weekend after acknowledging she’s become dependent on Xanax … an anti-anxiety drug … which she began taking to “deal with stress.” Suleman’s rep tells us, “Nadya wanted to get off the Xanax she was prescribed by her doctor and learn to deal with her stress, exhaustion and anxiety with professional help with a team of doctors. Nadya wanted to deal with her issues and make sure she is the best mother she can be.” TMZ has obtained photos of Nadya on her way to the treatment center (above). As for the kids … we’re told Nadya is using 3 nannies and 2 friends to divvy up the child care duties. She also has a driver to take the kids to and from school. Neither Nadya’s mother nor father have been tapped to care for the kids. We’re told Nadya can afford to pay for treatment by herself — because she’s been making a ton of money from her porn career — but the rehab facility offered to pick up the tab anyway. We want to applaud OctoSkank for recognizing her problem and checking in herself before it became something court ordered, then we remember who she is and all of the other crap in her life and want to reach through the computer and slap her. Get your life together beyotch!
I’m going to assume that these shots of Lindsay Lohan are from that photoshoot she did on her rooftop while under house arrest, I can’t be sure, but I know I don’t want to look it up so that’s what I’m going with. Whatever it is, she’s got to be one of the hottest ex-cons on the planet. I would like to help her with her rehabilitation back into society, perhaps over a few cocktails in my hot tub? I have to warn you, my hot tub consists of a garbage bag filled with luke warm water. Call me.
