Welcome Back, Jabba

I was just thinking the other day: "God...you know what this site needs (besides corporate funding)? More Mariah."

And so feast your eyes on the Amazonian hissy-fit-thrower in her signature ugly clothing.

You know I spoil you.

Oh, Honey...No

JABBA HUNGRY! ME EAT YOUR HEAD! *chomp, chomp*

Seriously...last time I checked, a $7.99 Walmart special on Men's XL Fruit of the Loom t-shirts weren't en vogue. But what do I know, right?

Thanks to Hollywood rag for the picture, as I stole it from their site.

Mariah Is Thirsty. And Fat.

I can understand her demands for hotels to roll out red carpets, covered with fresh rose petals before Mariah will put her delicate hammer-toed feet on the ground. I can even let the rumors of her being carried around the set of a music video shoot because said feet are sore (pressumably from the numerous corns and open sores caused from her hooker-heeled shoes) slide. But having your girl-servant straw feed you water when you're thirsty? Although...Mariah is looking quite "Jabba the Hutt". The logical progression is just to have her assistant dress up as Princess Leia.