Sunday, July 26, 2015

Pierre Casiraghi - It wouldn't bother me if he was mangled to death in a car crash

So tell me, Daily FAIL, why the FUCK do you think ANYONE cares about Pierre Casiraghi?

I mean, a greasy stupid self-involved "royal" from the tiny, crooked gambling-mecca of Monaco?

If this guy got destroyed in a limo, along with his fucking bride, it really wouldn't be as big a deal as, say, Princess What's Her Name and her greasy Muzzie moron rich bastard boyfriend? Would it?

The point is we're supposed to sigh over this "storybook" romance bullshit?

If you were reporting the OBITUARY on Pierre Casiraghi I wouldn't look twice.

Get this straight, Mr. and Mrs. FAIL, nobody in the world, especially your precious MILLENNIALS who drool over every drip of spunk that crawls out of a Kardashian Kunt, cares about GRACE KELLY.

Most don't know the name.

The very few who do, know that she made a few Hitchcock films.

They know that old fat Hitch sometimes reached down under his bloated belly, and fiddled with his dick thinking about the Fabulous Filthy Philadelphian he admired so much.

I haven't read much about this cunt, but she was some kind of whore, wasn't she? She was an actress, after all. How many guys did she fuck? So she didn't fuck Hitchcock. That doesn't make her particularly noble. It just means she didn't want to have her back broken.

IF I'M BEING HONEST, the bitch hooked up with ROYALTY as soon as she got the offer, and became the fabulous Queen of Monaco or whatever the fuck she was called.

She married an ugly bastard named Reindeer. Something like that. He was a dirty pig, but he was RICH and a KING, and so she was slut enough to settle for it. Make that WHORE enough, because when you marry for money, you're a WHORE.

So this is GRANDSON OF WHORE?

That doesn't mean a fucking thing to ME.

If and when he gets mangled in some kind of accident, he will simply be about 160 pounds of useless meat that only a buzzard would eat. Then he'll either be cinders in the air, or a chemically treated load in a box.

Pierre Casiraghi? I DON'T CARE IF HE LIVES OR DIES, but as long as you've inflicted him on me, with a FRONT PAGE photo, his DEATH would amuse me a lot more than ever seeing his stupid face again.

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