Last time we saw LeAnn Rimes, she was still skinny and crazy, thus prompting me to launch a study to determine the exact correlation between being able to play your ribcage like a xylophone and being insane. Anyway, the tests have been inconclusive, but today has brought us a new variable in the form of LeAnn’s birthday cake for Eddie Cibrian. Which sounds preposterous already, because HA! LeAnn? And food? What madness is this? But wait! It gets so much worse: the cake depicts Eddie and LeAnn banging in bed while his kids look on. Because the only thing better than birthday sex is having your kids cheerfully stand guard as you give it to a woman who is doing everything she can to emulate their real mom.
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