Everybody Poops, Sometimes, Everybody Cries...

You know, we don't mean to pick on Oprah today. This wasn't planned. But, unfortunately, when you give us good gossip, you have to expect that Aunt Tilly and I are gonna beat it to death. As if T.O.'s post about the big O was not enough, here's some more info (and probably more than you could have ever needed or wanted) about the lifestyle of the rich and famous. Op and Gayle began their first day on the job of Oprah's new channel on Xm Radio (note to self: since apparently any Jack MeHoff can have their own XM channel, email XM about a Snarky All Day Channel. It will be Snarky. All day!). And guess what they talked about on their inaugural show: poop. Yes, folks, poop. Which Oprah likes to call "pooty." Tom Cruise jumps on Oprah's couch, and he's crazy. Oprah talks about poop on a national radio station, and she makes $85 kajillion dollars for it and puts Everybody Poops on the Oprah's Book Club for next month. Lord help me.

On a side note, O and G keep denying that they are gay lovers. But Gayle spent the entire show calling Oprah "Mommy." I don't know about you, but the only person who calls me that is my best gay in the whole world. I only give you the facts. You be the judge.