Sylvester Stallone‘s forehead veins are popping and he’s directing his rage at you (and us) for thinking his over-the-hill magazine Sly is on the chopping block.
He’s bitching to Page Six over the accusations (printed right here on Jossip, natch) surfacing yesterday.
Not only is Stallone in a rage, but he says American Media Inc.’s David Pecker is pumping the air with his fists as well over such untruths. The audacity of some gossips!
I am not another Rosie O’Donnell. I am serious about my magazine. We are already in talks with Gwen Stefani for our next cover. I saw her at my gym and she said she wanted to do it, and the issue is 60 percent done.
For you to be another Rosie O’Donnnell, Sly, you’d need to start throwing lawsuits around instead of uppercuts. But we’ll be waiting. Eagerly. Because this shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S.