Kristen Stewart’s infidelity means only one thing: true love is dead. Yup, we’re calling it folks. The concept that love is a real, lasting, and eternal thing is no more. True love has been on life support for a while, but now horse-faced Kristen Stewart pulled the plug. You may love your girlfriend or spouse now, but sooner or later she is just going to cheat on you with a middle aged director. Poor Robert Pattinson can’t even get out of bed to spends hours gelling his hair to make it look like he never got out of bed.
Kristen Stewart and Twilight once made girls, unsatisfied middle-aged women, and pasty teen boy fetishists everywhere think that it was possible to meet your soul mate. Sure, they may be a whiny emo supernatural creature who constantly puts your life in danger. Yes, they may act like creepy stalkers that sneak into your room and watch you sleep, but the love was real! It doesn’t matter if you have a terminal case of man jaw and a constantly bored expression on your flat face, they love you anyway. Now we all know it was all just a lie. “Inconstancy, thy name is Stewart!” If love isn’t real, then what’s the point of living? We might as well all just become hedonists that sleep with whatever vampire, werewolf, or shape shifter comes our way. In other words: Twilight is dead, long live True Blood!
Okay, let me be the first to say, even in my wildest ‘I married a supermodel’ fantasies, I’m grounded enough to know that after the honeymoon of seeing my own sweaty slobby self in the mirror knocking the stuffing out of a real life world class hottie, well, there’s a solid chance there’s going to be a lifetime of painful model-wife times dead ahead. Not saying the old song about marrying an ugly girl and being blindly blissful sounds all that great, but finding yourself til-death-do-you-part with a woman who’s been spoiled rotten her whole life to look hot and stare blankly into space, I can see that coming back to haunt you, and those sweaty times in the mirror becoming further and further apart.
None of this is to excuse the cad-like behavior of Rupert Sanders, the director of Snow White and The Huntsman and the married diver in the Kristen Stewart muff diving in flagrante. But who knows the true power of K-Stew’s very angry vagina; it holds sway over men like nobody’s business. It seems to be powerful enough to turn Robert Pattinson straight; that’s some might sorcery there.
All I’m saying is, just because you’re married to a super hot chick like Liberty Ross doesn’t mean you have the power to resist beaver bombing your favorite starlet if she’s stems akimbo in the front seat of your automobile and whimpering like a cat on a hot tin roof. The rules of nature always trump the rules of man.
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What is this world coming too?
When you can’t even trust angry emo lady thespianics to be faithful to you while away filming for a couple months. Poor sod Robert Pattinson had to be cuckolded via various Internet outlets as news breaks that his very serious love o’ life girlfriend Kristen Stewart now admits to boot knocking secretly with the married director dude from Snow White and The Huntsman.
“This momentary indiscretion has jeopardized the most important thing in my life, the person I love and respect the most, Rob. I love him, I love him, I’m so sorry.”
- Kristen Stewart
For the entire breaking shoddy tale of Kristen’s sexual indiscretions, check out TMZ.com
(Thanks to EgoReader ‘John J.’ for a clearer look at the finally exposed boobtastic of gruff and grim but ever hot thespianic, Kristen Stewart in On the Road. An upgrade to our previous posting.)
While Kristen has made promises of skin-showing in her past films, she never really came through until this fine piece of cinematic skinematic work, flashing her double twilights bare and beautiful in a scene where she uses both her hands much to the delight of the men seated in the car to her either side.
It’s kind of like a dream come true, except for the second dude, he’s got to go. Enjoy.
Well, the faptastic fantastic fanfest known as Comic-Con is well underway in San Diego, and all we can think is that if priest-explorer Father Junipero Serra had encountered this stanky swarm of geeks on his trek up from Mexico and along the coast, well, we’d probably have fewer Spanish style missions today in California and far more Pizza Huts.
Nevertheless, with super geeks comes super fanboy money, and with that comes Hollywood sending its best and brightest, err, best and hottest down to San Diego to pimp the shizz out of their latest projects.
Today’s sextastics in attendance at the convention included our fave Sara Jean Underwood in cosplay gear, Lyndsy Fonseca sweet goodness, the hot Mila Kunis pimping Oz, the Asian delight Maggie Q, and Kristin Kreuk and Kristen Stewart in a battle of chicks who almost spell their name the same. Quite a way to jumpstar the convention.
P.S. Don’t touch anything with your bare hands at the convention. Trust me.
As you know, each year, about 100,000 nerd type individuals reeking of a combination of Almond Joy bars and and sexual desperation descend upon the San Diego downtown area for the annual pilgrimage of virgins known as Comic-Con. While the mighty convention used to be strictly comic fanboy, it’s now grown into a massive Hollywood excursion southward to pimp the shizz out of anything that in any way is the least bit connected to the comic or fantasy action content world. And, yeah, the smell is tremendous.
But, the upside is the bevy of Hollywood starlets now pressed into services before the geek masses, with the flood gates of hotness parting this very day with Kristen Stewart repping Twilight in a surprisingly sexy outfit for her own bad emo downtordden self. She looked remarkably bosomy and up and bare-midriff and actually excited. Must be the unlimited Diet Dr. Peppers available at the convention center. Or, Ben Wa balls. One or the other.
Let me say this first, Kristen Stewart is a very serious actress and artist who works daily to perfect her craft and enhance the level of her performance, and to take a few topless stills of her from her latest movie, On The Road and act is if it’s some representation of her overall merit or work as a thespian is incredibly rude.
Let me also say, we here at Egotastic! have a penchant for being rude!
Okay, so, it is blurry and brief and hardly complete, but it is really one of the few rare moments when a promised Kristen Stewart ‘skinematic’ moment turns out to be true. And, to boot, if you WATCH THE FILM CLIP (*viewer warning, adult site), you will see that she is most definitely putting her heart and soul into the performance of a double handy for her two male auto-companions. Oh, perhaps just a bit of movie stage craft, but enough to fuel your Kristen Stewart fantasies for some time to come. As it were. Enjoy.