Take, for instance, my glee whenever I read something bad about Joe Francis. I just can’t help it. This is someone who’s made a very nice life for himself by getting girls drunk and encouraging them to expose themselves for little or no money. So I just really have no use for him.

Which, of course, just means that it brightens my day when I read that none of Joe’s long list of celebrity party friends want anything to do with him now that he’s in jail. There he is, all lonely, and not ONE of the people who partied with him or “enjoyed his hospitality” will take his calls.

Maybe someone should point out that these were all Hollywood friends, who are more than happy to hang with you while you are up, but generally want to distance themselves from you once you do things like hide money from the government and grope people. And, you know, get raped in jail.

He’s threatening to write a tell-all book, but didn’t he pretty much already do that when he (allegedly) released the “Paris Exposed” site?