Sloth-face posted that two D-listers are wonderful, and spawned a new D-lister who has a KICKSTARTER project to fund.
I didn't screencap the line he posted in the comment section: "Like the link? LOL just trying to help!" UGH.
I had no idea these two idiots were married. One of them is known for, what, a movie or two that nobody with a mind bothered to see 20 years ago?
She, as previously mentioned, is just a budget Pat Benatar who hasn't had a record contract in 20 years or more.
20 years or more seems to be the age of their spawn. Thanks to Sloth-face, I did check the link and noticed that with less than two weeks ago, this self-indulgent twat has ALMOST reached her goal. Whoop-dee-do.
She needs $11,000 or whatever to self-publish a fucking poetry book? I have news, girlie, there are tons of "self-publish your book" outfits that do it for under $1,000. That's even a high price, but it depends on how many copies you want printed and how many pages.
Keeee-rist, if you're the spawn of two D-listers that makes you, what, a B-lister? Or just a blister? Who ponied up all that fucking money? My guess is the parents, or fans of the parents. Self-indulgent twaddle can certainly work if people have a fetish for your once-cute Daddy and your once-hot Mum.
Thanks again, Sloth-face. I'm sure you'll NOT get a free autographed copy for putting in your asslicking plug. But be proud of how quickly your two D-listers put your post on THEIR Farcebook pages. Wheeeee! What could a dull, unsightly over-aged fanboy want more? Errr...used panties?
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