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The Daily Mail has quite the fascinating list of celebrity dressing room requests.

Mariah Carey: Cristal champagne. One box of bendy straws. One special attendant to dispose of used chewing gum. Tea service for eight. A Honey Bear pack of honey. Two air purifiers. Puppy. Kittens. (Why only ONE puppy but MULTIPLE kittens? Seems a little puppyist to me.)

Marilyn Manson: Air-conditioning always on full. Haribo gummi bears. Doritos. Microwave popcorn. Bottle of Absinthe. A bald hooker with no teeth. (All of this seems frighteningly normal until you get to the normal frighteningness of the bald hooker with no teeth part. Maybe it’s because he can’t take his skeleton baby on tour and misses it.)

David Hasselhoff: Life-size cut-out of David Hasselhoff. (This can’t be real.)

Barbara Streisand: Rose petals in toilet. (No, Barbara, rose petals or not, your shit’s still going to stink.)

Keith Richards: A guitar strap. Chicken sandwiches. Diet Coke. Cigarettes. (What more do you need? I mean…. really?)

Jennifer Lopez: White flowers. White tablecloths. White curtains. White candles. White couches. Lowwatt lightbulbs. Coffee to be stirred counter-clockwise. Skittles. (If you stir the coffee clockwise, all of the white decor turns into black decor and you see evil Jlo unleash her wrath)

P Diddy: 204 towels. 20 bars of soap. Two bottles of Hennessy cognac. Two bottles of Santa Margherita Pinot Grigio. Two bottles of Veuve Clicquot. A bottle of Dom Perignon. Grey Goose vodka. Boom box. Bouquet of white flowers. Cheddar cheese and sour-cream chips. Sweet Tarts. A $300,000 bullet-proof Maybach. (What it doesn’t say here is that everything is bulletproof, not just the Mayback. The towels, the liquor, the boombox, hell - even the sweet tarts. Because it’s just not cool to bust a cap in cheddar cheese and sour cream potato chips.)

In what is surely the least shocking news of the day, it appears that Brian Warner AKA Marilyn ‘Is This Douche Really Still Around?’ Manson, is super chivalrous. Oh, wait, I got that wrong. He’s actually an asshole.

The New York Post reports:

Spies at JFK Airport Friday morning spotted Manson with his Lolita-esque gal, Evan Rachel Wood, boarding a flight to LAX. “She was really weighed down with carry-on luggage,” said our tipster, “while he breezed right through security carrying nothing.”

I tried to give Evan Rachel Wood the benefit of the doubt but everything about Marilyn Manson seems icky and strange. Normally I take the high route and say, “Oh, well, you never really know what’s going on in a relationship unless you’re in the relationship” but when I see them together I see a scared little girl dating a controlling guy twice her age. Also he has a skeleton of a 4 year old Chinese girl.

I mostly just feel bad for her poor parents. How would you sleep at night knowing your little girl was getting boned by this guy? Seriously? Blech.

You are not Dita Von Teese. You never will be. I tried to like you. I read your Nylon interview and thought you were well spoken. But I can’t get over the Marilyn Manson part of you, and how quick you are to emulate his extremely classy ex-wife. And this “cute” little middle finger thing you’re doing here is really the last straw.