Showing posts with label Hank Baskett Jr.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hank Baskett Jr.. Show all posts

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Bun In The Oven Alert™:Hank and Kendra having a baby

Publication: OK!
Date: 21 February 2011

Fresh trash on Thursdays! But whenever it's about Kendra Wilkinson, it seems a little stale.

She's always supposed to be an inch away from dumping her husband Hank Baskett, but OK! tells us they are actually ever so happy and going to have baby #2. Their love is stronger than ever, little Hank Jr. will be the best big brother ever, and there are private photos of them inside the magazine, though I think Kendra has a serious difficulty defining the word "private", and not just because she's stone stupid.

And as is often the case with OK!, the story is just made up garbage. She is not actually pregnant, and God only knows if she really wants to be again and if she does feel that way, how she will feel tomorrow.



Friday, December 10, 2010

Most Dishonest Story of the Week:Kendra loses her baby!

Publication: OK!
Date: 20 December 2010

My dislike of OK! is starting to turn into hatred. The big blaring headline is that KENDRA LOSES HER BABY! Well, it's not true. The baby isn't dead, thank God, and she hasn't lost custody. She and her husband are living apart because she has to do her stupid reality TV show and now the boy will live with her dad, probably because someone with a lick of sense realizes she is not the most responsible person in the world.

In general, OK! prints a higher percentage of positive stories than any other supermarket rag, but the headline writers lie like dogs every bit as much as their counterparts at The Three Wicked Step Sister tabloids. It's really disgusting and I wish they would stop.

Kendra's first year as a mom.


Publication: Us Weekly
Date: 20 December 2010

The target demographic of The Only Ten Magazines That Matter should hate Angelina Jolie more than they hate Osama Bin Laden. Personally, the star of the supermarket rag covers that gets on my nerves the most is Kendra Wilkinson. This story isn't that irritating, unlike the story just above this, it's just part of the ridiculous saturation bombing.