Manscaping

This is old news, but I'm a lazy whore and didn't get around to writing about it until now, so here it goes. Diddy waxes his balls. Or, to be more exact, he has some poor Vietnamese woman wax them for him. He's been blabbing to the media about it. Here's what he said:

"I'll have a manicure and a pedicure--and yes, I wax as well. Men owe it to women to make sure they are well-groomed."

Props on taming the jungle down there, but I call bullshit on the "doing it for women" thing. I think he just likes to watch his hairless balls bounce up and down on a big fat ass. You know he's got mirrors everywhere. He probably dips his balls in that "Unforgivable" shit too. Ugh, hairless, perfumed balls. Balls balls balls. Balls.

Balls.

The Odd Couple:

Okay, WTF is up with these secret late-night rendezvous between Sienna and Diddy? They go together just about as well as toddlers and handguns. Or peanut butter and eggs. Or Larry King and Dakota Fanning. It's just wrong.

P. Diddy is super classy...

I mean, why else would he be stealing a glance at Jessica Biel's tatas? I'm sure there's a reasonable explaination. Maybe someone from the crowd threw a piece of baby corn and it landed in her cleavage. Maybe Diddy just realized that there's a squirrel living in there. Maybe Jessica Biel is A MAN. Whatever it is, I'm sure Diddy has a perfectly good explaination. Because, you know, he's just too classy to stare at a chick's boobs like that. Did I say classy? Oops, I meant rich. He's far too rich to need to stare at a Jess' boobs. He probably has his own dipped in 24 karat gold anyway. And he's got Kim Kardashian's ass to use as a helicopter landing pad. So you know, he's set.