…so much anger. So little time. From the New York Post’s Page Six:

The disturbingly sweaty oil heir showed up the other night to the party for the new Diane von Furstenberg limited-edition T-Mobile Sidekick 3 party in the Mr. Chow parking lot in L.A. and made a beeline for his pal Paris Hilton and Richie – who recently made up. Paris and Nicole were “throwing rose petals around while Debbie Harry performed” and all was well – until “Brandon snapped,” our spy said. “He turned to Nicole and poked his finger at her and repeatedly screamed, ‘[Bleep] you! [Bleep] you! [Bleep] you!’ at her until she left.”

Although I can totally understand that Paris and Nicole traipsing around, being all chummy and throwing rose petals everywhere has the potential to bug the shit out of a person, I prefer to dislike Brandon Davis more than the other two because he just seems like a dickhead anyways. And he is impossibly oily. I mean, if if his own pores are rebelling against him, what does that say about his personality?

Written by Lisa Timmons