Check Your Ego on the Dance Floor

 

C.D. making a scene

Why does it always rain on C?

It seems as though drunken text messages were not the only emotional discharges shown on the eve of Lil’ A’s soiree.

Spotted: A and C.D. fighting over blacklisted DJF. Easy ladies, there are enough poly-cotton tanks to go around. Would Scott Stapp cry over D’s spilled milk?

Pap snaps M and K'

 A New Queen Bee?

‘A’ really knows how to throw a party, but who knew her friends could be so tragic? A TG insider sent us this pic of K in a Hulk-like rage. What did M say that could bring K’s face to last season’s red? It turns out that M rejected this Cobra’s snake and K couldn’t handle the rejection. Sorry K, you’re no longer the king of your castle and it looks like Queen M is in for the fight of her life.

Splish Splash, He’s Taking a Stash…

K.O.’d

Winter is freezing up the gossip mill, but one thing’s for sure – when K’s out in full swing, it’s not just the weather that’s making private areas a bit comatose.

Word is K was having a little too much fun in the tub with his rubber duckies named “Vicodin” and “Percocet” that he slipped into something a bit too euphoric. Let’s just say it was like a dream. Y’know, the kind of dream involving Stephen Dorff and pop ballads.

Beware, K, this kind of narcotic buffet has a few side effects: loss of facial hair, an allergic reaction to plaid, and an increased tolerance of Asians.

We like you just the way you are, K.

If You Give a Non-Vegan a Cookie…

Seems like K got more than he bargained for when baking up a new batch of yeasty delights.

While wandering through the sketchiest part of the city, K found some surprises in his oven when he least expected it. The pork ribs weren’t the only thing that boasted a meaty bulge.
You know what they say, if you can’t take the heat, stay out of the “kitschen”.

Winter Wonderlust

 A and K turn up the heat

Winter in Toronto is not the fairytale that the immigration brochures depict. In fact, Toronto streets are filled with grey slush and people racing to the warmest alcove of a department store. It is no surprise that the heat turned up between A and K one new years eve. Be careful A, the rumour is that K has a secret. Don’t get too close or you are bound to be burned.