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Filed under: Dear Candy

As you can imagine, I get quite a bit of feedback from fans, foes and the inebriated — much of which is even more entertaining than Clooney, Bush and Fabio stuck together in an elevator. I realized it was rather selfish of me to keep them to myself, so I’ve decided to share this wealth of entertainment with you by answering a few of the more, er, provocative ones (all real, with names withheld) here on the site:

Subject: charlie shean

blow up dolls do not cost $6000 are you totally retarded? its a lifelike …

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Filed under: Dear Candy

As you can imagine, I get quite a bit of feedback from fans, foes and the inebriated — much of which is even more entertaining than Danny DeVito after a night of limoncellos. I realized it was rather selfish of me to keep them to myself, so I’ve decided to share this wealth of entertainment with you by answering a few of the more, er, provocative ones (all real, with names withheld) here on the site:

Subject: brit

why u think britneys a whore?

Dear Concerned Observer of Young Hollywood:

If there’s one thing we’ve …

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