Posted on 11/15/2005 11:40:27 AM PST by My Favorite Headache
Chelsea In Taradise
Is Tara Reid the latest thong-flasher to threaten the Clinton political machine? We hear Sen. Hillary Clinton has been in crisis mode ever since she learned her daughter, Chelsea, has been spending time with the nip-slipping party girl.
Clubland sources say the Clinton’s Stanford-and-Oxford-educated spawn first met Reid in Europe over the summer while the American Pie actress was filming her short-lived E! show, Taradise. After Chelsea broke up with her longtime boyfriend Ian Klaus, she and Reid became inseparable, we’re told.
“It’s almost like Chelsea dumped Ian for Tara,” laughs one New York scenester. “All of a sudden Tara was staying at Chelsea’s in New York, and they were going out to Bungalow 8 and Nobu every night.”
Sources say the unlikely friendship remained out of the spotlight until the two flew to Las Vegas together in late September to attend the star-studded opening of Tao at the Venetian hotel.
“I think someone e-mailed a picture of Chelsea and Tara together in Vegas to Hillary,” a Capitol Hill staffer tells us. “All I know is I hear Hillary went nuts. She’s getting ready to run for President and her daughter is hanging out with Hollywood’s biggest mess.”
Now insiders say Chelsea, who works by day as a consultant at white-shoe firm McKinsey & Company, has strict orders not be seen in public with Reid.
“Tara still says they’re friends, but I haven’t seen them together lately,” says a Reid pal. “Hillary has enough political liabilities on her lap as it is,” notes the Capitol Hill source, “the last thing she needs is her daughter running around with another one.” (Regardless of whether her mother has gotten through to her, Chelsea at least had a good reason to skip her buddy’s 30th birthday party last weekend at Hollywood nightspot Mood. The young diplo-in-training was in Israel with her parents for the memorial service of Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin.)
Reid doesn’t currently have a publicist—her boozy antics have worn through three reps this year alone—and her manager, Danny Sussman, was travelling and could not be reached for comment. A staffer in Sussman’s office, however, said that she didn’t know if the star-crossed pals see each other that much any more, “since Tara’s in L.A. and Chelsea’s in New York.” Senator Clinton’s spokeswoman, Nina Blackwell, did not respond to detailed calls and e-mails, and Chelsea’s rep, Julie Goldberg, said, “We don’t comment on Chelsea’s personal life.”
Oh, Lord--too funny! My sides are splitting (like Tara's dresses!).
I'm not big on either of those myself. Eric Cartman is one of my heroes however.
Regards, Ivan
Now I feel sick.
Weak dude, she only likes other lesbians.
Hey man, if she only likes other lesbians then all we gotta do is become lesbians too.
Hey, yeah.
Hey guys, you know what? My grandma's Dutch-Irish, and my grandpa was lesbian. That makes me, quarter lesbian.
LOL!!!! EXACTLY :O)
Only the spicy barbeque ones.
She's partying nightly with Tara Reid? Her and Ian were always jetting off to foreign countries to party. How the heck does she do work justifying a $120,000 salary? I know she's 22, but partying with Tara Reid is not going out for a few belts after work. I bet the job is a payoff.
“All I know is I hear Hillary went nuts. She’s getting ready to run for President and her daughter is hanging out with Hollywood’s biggest mess.”
Why should Hillary care? She's still married to Washington's biggest mess. ~ta-dum~
And I like your tag.
And then there's that crusty orange tongue closing in....
"They still don't just give those degrees away".
What?
Clinton told Juanita (after the rape) that he was sterile from CHILDHOOD measles: So the kid Hillary had while they were "married" couldn't be his.
What "proof" is needed?
Speaking of another Clinton joke...
Bill Clinton started jogging near his new home in Chappaqua. Every day, he'd jog past a hooker standing on the same street corner. He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain to follow.
"Fifty dollars!" she'd shout from the curb.
"No! Five dollars!" Bill would fire back.
This ritual between Bill and the hooker became a daily occurrence. He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty dollars!" He'd yell back, "Five dollars!"
One day, Hillary decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his jog. As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner, Bill realized she'd bark her $50 offer and Hillary would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He figured he'd better have a darn good explanation for the Senator.
As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Bill became even more apprehensive than usual. Sure enough, there was the hooker. Bill tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past.
Then, from the sidewalk, the hooker yelled, "See what you get for five bucks?!"
((shudder))
Okay, now you're just being gross.
;OP
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