Lord Voldemort is a dirty old man [I'm stuck in the tardis]

This amused me greatly:

Winnebag-ooooh

Film sets, as Michelle Pfeiffer can testify, are notorious for the long breaks between the action, so it's refreshing to see that Ralph Fiennes had a novel way of beating the boredom on the last Harry Potter movie.

By wanking like a Bonobo monkey in his trailer between takes.

The runners were employed by Ralph to courier porn videos to his trailer. Under strict instructions not to be disturbed he would then belt out some baby gravy whilst strumming himself softly to some high quality clacker action.

It appears that the Abi Titmuss tape was his favourite (and was helpfully supplied by another actor on set) and would be watched a minimum of two times before another runner was summoned to return the tape to its owner.

To the untrained eye it was simply another actor watching films in his trailer, which was certainly the impression Ralph thought he was giving. Unfortunately, the runners took the opportunity to check these videos for themselves and were suitably impressed by the fact that every single one was a grot flick rather than a Merchant Ivory.

Poor Ralph was unaware that he was the daily topic of conversation amongst the

Gotta love Holy Moly :-D

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Aha. I know a musican who made up a song about Bonobos who solve their problems with sex. He sings he didn't like that (or the image ie of two rival football clubs), though...

*LOL* I hope it amuses you in it's preposterousness. You surely can't believe that garbage. I'm not saying that Ralph can't possibly like to watch lots of porn and "belt out some baby gravy," but hiring someone to bring it for him??? Give me a break. He's always carrying around a large bag of some sort, so he'd surely bring it in himself rather than risk someone snooping into his business and possibly snitching. He's smarter than that. And him getting it delivered from another actor? Didn't it give you pause how they were able to know that he was watching all this porn, his favorite tape, and that he was tugging the tackle, yet [i]they were unable to name the other actor[/i] he supposedly got the tape from? Things just don't add up. Plus, would he really have had the time? Yeah, there was time between scenes, but he didn't film till near the end of the shoot and his role wasn't all that large. He also had to have make-up applied. When he's filming, he also gets into a "focussed" sort of mode for his part, that and he was working on other projects besides HP, so when the hell would he have had the time to be squeezing one out so often? *shakes head* Those Gossip columnist really have it in for the man.

I have a thing called a sense of humour. It doesn't really matter if it's true or not, unless the actor in question decides to start libel proceedings against Holy Moly.
And to be honest I do not go in for the cult of the celeb crap. Admire famous people if you want, but it's a complete waste of time. There are much better things to spend ones time on. Like killing everything in sight in Halo 2.

*sits in cave with a pork pie and a TV*

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Um...heh...ooookay. So, what you're saying is that you have to lack a sense of humor to be able to call a spade a spade? Sorry, but I can't agree. What you're saying is, if someone starts spreading lies about you behind your back, it's absolutely fine, because you haven't spoken up about it? Nice reasoning there. ;-) For not caring, about the "cult of celeb crap" I wouldn't think you'd give this obvious garbage article the time of day. *LOL* I mean, really. Please, don't try to pull that elitist crap. Funnily enough, playing videogames is looked down upon more as "a complete waste of time" that will rot your brain than the hobby of watching a certain actor's or actress's movies. I happen to enjoy both. :-P Halo 2? You could've picked a better example, surely.

It's the name of the fame game. People will start telling porkie pies about you when famous, no matter what if there is any truth to it or not. It gets glamour models etc into the papers and earns them cash and a degree of tabloid fame.
If people want to start telling lies about me behind my back then I get angry and then I get even.

A better example ? I could of course spend my time reading J.R.R Tolkien's works with a nice cup of tea rather than get upset over lies about a famous actor (who is one of the best acting talents the UK has).
I find the whole worshipping of famous people to be distasteful. I love Radiohead to bits. But do i go around Oxford stalking members of the band ? No I do not. I love the music rather than follow Thom Yorke around and shouting that all should bow down to him, as if he is some kind of God.

Life is short enough as it is and wasting it on worshipping famous people is not for me.

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