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Issue 23 - June 2001

I bet no-one reads the captions, either!

It has recently come to our attention that the majority of visitors to our site come for the simple and shameful gratification of seeing pictures of celebrities with animals.

Some have even gone so far as to suggest that we forgo the articles and simply post the images into a gallery with an easy-to-use one-handed navigation tool.

But what about journalistic integrity? What about the truth?

Do you actually care that Hollywood is rotten to the core with bestial activity, or do you simply want to see photos of celebrities in questionable poses with dogs, horses, dolphins, llamas and monkeys?


OK, fine - have it your way.

No, I didn't think so...

Here's a picture of Anna Kournikova with Genie, her Limited Edition Bonsai Doberman-Pinscher. Does this excite you? Are you happy now?

Because we could write any silly old garbage and it wouldn't make a lick of difference to you, this month we didn't even bother doing any research into the allegations that Anna purchased this titch of a beast because he was easy to smuggle into locker rooms before big matches.

Personally we found the choice a little strange (we wondered things like, 'if this is her choice of dog, is her ideal man Mini-Me?' and 'maybe she got an economy-sized model because full-on dog sex can really throw you off your stride') but we know that you couldn't care less. You're too busy thinking up a scenario involving Anna, Genie and a 3-foot stepladder.

Shame on you.