Some More Great Kelsey Grammer Playboy Mansion Party News

Earlier this week, the BAD DAD ALERT was triggered by a FOUR ALARM BAD DAD when it was reported (haha, reported) that Kelsey Grammer took his three month old baby to a party at the Playboy mansion. Eek! Papa! Papa, no! But it turns out that at that very same party Kelsey Grammer was also setting off BAD HUSBAND alarms right and left. From Celebitchy:

We’ve heard Kelsey Grammer talk about his ex wife, Camille, in just about every interview over the last year. It seems like he’s obsessed with her given how often he brings her up. Well here’s some more evidence to back that up. Kelsey’s current wife, Kayte, dressed just like Camille for their little jaunt to the Playboy Halloween party with their three month-old baby in tow. Someone mentioned this in the comment section, but I hadn’t seen the photo yet so I couldn’t judge. Now that I’ve seen the picture, above, it’s obvious why Kelsey was so adamant in his statement that his wife was dressed as a “witch” but that “her hat was missing as she had removed it because her wig was itching and it was hot.” So Kayte went as a witch with a blond curled wig and tape over her nose to indicate plastic surgery? That’s odd. It’s also obvious why he emphasized Kayte’s age and called her his “lady love.” He is one messed up man with something to prove.

I don’t really understand what half of the words in that paragraph mean, but I do know that making your child bride dress up as your ex-wife on Halloween is exactly the kind of sanctified union between one man and one woman that Mitt Romney promises to keep intact. What a glorious testament to love both new and old!!! What a piece of shit Kelsey Grammer is!!! At the very least, like, you guys know the story about LIberace, right, and how he paid tens of thousands of dollars to have his boyfriend, Scott Thorson, undergo plastic surgery to make him look MORE LIKE LIBERACE so that Liberace could literally FUCK HIMSELF? You know that story? What I’m saying is: at least have a little style in this life. Show some initiative. Don’t just slap a wig on your wife and throw your baby in the car and go to the Playboy mansion and ruin everything. Make her feel special. This Christmas, buy her Face/Off surgery. And kill yourself.