This morning Uncle Eddie got an email about this:

@StellaStewart actually went to the Conga Room that night. Here's what she had to say.


Here's the picture in question where Stella thinks Tila might be drunk. Tila certainly is giving drunk face, and she's standing on the fucking furniture again. You know, you can train a dog not to get on the furniture, but apparently you can't train a midget skank not to.


Oh and a few of you have noticed this in our comments. Here's a screen cap of Tila's Dear Diary post about her event:


WHAT. THE. FUCK. I don't even know what to say. WE KNOW IT WASN'T AT THE STAPLES CENTER YOU DERANGED LITTLE MORON. That would be even worse - only 20 people showing up to the Staples Center? ROUGH! Oh for God's sake.

And then she goes into how she's so smart and pretty and amazing, like she always does, because if Tila doesn't say it NOBODY will. No, Tila, you aren't picked on more because you're so amazing and the total package. You're picked on because you insist you're the total package - you know, smart and pretty and whatever, when really you're just a washed up, pathetic skag trying desperately to stretch your 15 minutes. Fucking vomit.

You know if enough people call her on lying about the Staples Center, she'll backtrack and say it was all a joke and that us "haters" need to get a sense of humor. Sadly, as you can see, it isn't a joke, there weren't even that many people in the first 10 or so comments I read calling her on it.

It must be horrible to be Tila. She probably wakes up every day (read: evening) and realizes that the world would really be a better place without her. Not many people have that displeasure.