Ah Pammy, you're getting classier with age. What better way for a mother of two to mark her official foray into her forties than to get batsh*t pissed, dive head first into her birthday cake (which, by all accounts, was best described as a vulva - although it just looks like a lily to me) and swing out of Criss Angel - AKA the magician who has made things disappear/reappear with the likes of Britney (while in full-on bonkers mode). Tommy Lee, the official father of Pamela's children who she's just moved back in with, was not present at her 41st festivities in Las Vegas' LAX on Saturday night. At least there was the odd distraction.
