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Shouldn’t We Be Thrilled Nick Gruber Is Leaving A Life Of Porn For A Life of Calvin Klein Posturing?

Do you know how often stupid text bitchfights, like the one Calvin Klein’s boyfriend Nick Gruber is having with Playgirl promoter Daniel Nardicio, happen? ALL THE TIME. My god, cool it down gentlemen. Apparently Nardicio was trying to get Gruber to be in the magazine, but Gruber wasn’t texting back all the thing he wanted to hear, so he ran to Michael Musto to complain.

Says Nardicio: “I had contacted him a long time ago about posing in Playgirl, before he was outed as a porn star. I kept trying to meet up with him and he kept blowing me off, with monosyllabic texts, yet he said he’d do Playgirl as long as he got the cover. Finally, in frustration I texted him to forget it, and he came back with ‘You only want me because of my fame, so you can go fuck yourself.’ To that I told him that in three years when Klein tired of blowing him, he’d be just another bottle blond looking for work, so he should be more respectful of people trying to give him work. He then texted, ‘Calvin is my partner — you don’t understand because you don’t have that.’ (Uh, I do.) He added, ‘I am famous now, and people want me for my fame, and you should be careful ’cause of the people I know and what they could do to you.’ A threat from an ex-porn star, currently overly botoxed boytoy???? Should I be scared??”

No, but Gruber should be at bedtime.