Elizabeth Hurley attended the KIDS 40th anniversary event yesterday in England to celebrate 40 years enabling disabled children and their families to enjoy their lives. By giving them massive erections.

A report by Us Magazine claims Elizabeth Hurley’s now ex-husband, Arun Nayar, was determined to make their marriage work. Elizabeth, however, felt that took too much effort and instead found Australian cricket player Shane Warne to occupy her time with. This wouldn’t be so bad had she told Arun that she was nailing Shane while he was trying to fix things.

Behind the breakup? “He wanted children so badly,” says the insider, while Hurley, who had son Damian with Steve Bing in 2002, “didn’t want to go through the pain of IVF. Liz doesn’t compromise, everything was her way or no way.”

Now, says the source, Nayar is scared he won’t be able to see Hurley’s son. “He doesn’t want to lose Damian,” says the insider. “They are so close — he is ‘Daddy’ to Damian. And he’s embarrassed that his marriage fell apart so publicly. He feels Liz intentionally humiliated him.”

True. It would have been a lot better if Elizabeth told him straight up that she wasn’t going to work on anything but that would have taken the sting out of discovering she had piece on the side through the media and that’s a risk she wasn’t willing t take.

News of the World broke the story about an alleged affair between Elizabeth Hurley and cricket player Shane Warne on Sunday. Photos released show Hurley kissing Warne after staying overnight at his hotel.

Hours after the report, Elizabeth went on Twitter to defend herself. She claims she and her husband Arun Nayar have been separated for a few months. “Not a great day. For the record, my husband Arun and I separated a few months ago. Our close family & friends were aware of this.”

What a conveniently timed excuse. A great way to explain everything away. Not only does this absolve Hurley of cheating but saves Arun from embarrassment. Things could not have gone any better. Unless this was actually true and she announced it a month ago and wasn’t sneaking around with a cricket player.

Elizabeth Hurley, 44, attended the Love Ball charity fundraiser in a sheer blue sari and decided she didn’t need a bra. After all these years in the game, Hurley had no idea that kind of material would be see-through under all the camera lights. Whoops. Tee hee. She tried “hiding” her breasts underneath a program later, but the attention was grabbed damage was done.

This is like when I sneak in to sorority houses to take a shower, but I leave the door open. “Oh, you want to take a shower too? Well, since you’re naked already and you’ve stopped screaming, why don’t you hop on in?” I’m very clever.

Elizabeth Hurley opened up her own little botique with the help of a couple of girls in bikinis. The best part? There was punch!

Contrary to popular belief, not all old people need stay indoors in shame, hiding their deteriorating bodies from the eyes of humanity. Case in point, Elizabeth Hurley. Her face may have been ravaged over the years, morphing into that of a reanimated zombie’s, but her boobs have pretty much withstood the test of time.

The 8th dimension. Where time stands still. Where sound disappears. Where gravity no longer exists. The 8th dimension, thy name is Elizabeth Hurley’s bosom. How do these things withstand time? While her bikini shots may argue otherwise, her lovely fluffies can only be summarized in two words: heaven-sent. I just want to face plant into those puppies, nuzzle and dream of milk and cookies. Crap, not again. SOMEONE forgot to buy tissues around here! – Captain Swarthy

Elizabeth Hurley can be seen here wading the shallow waters in the bikini. What can’t be seen here is her career. Because she doesn’t have one. Get it? Ha, I crack myself up. Hello? Is this thing on?

This is Elizabeth Hurley with her fiancee at an event for pig handler of the year. I’m gonna take a wild guess and say Elizabeth Hurley wasn’t the one who chose to attend. You can see the exuberance radiating from her face. The last time I went to a pig handler event they served me moonshine and we square danced. Then I did something inappropriate and had to be escorted out. Elizabeth Hurley’s day doesn’t look as exciting as mine. Right now she could be thinking why the hell she agreed to marry her worthless pig loving boyfriend. I’d feel more pity if she was better looking.