Fans of "reality tv" shit, and soap operas, and sports events, eagerly and instantly want to watch their idols. They can't wait for a download the next day. They don't want a blurry illegal stream.
The financially "royal" celebs aren't the ones who spend 12 hours a day memorizing lines and using their acting skills. It's jerks like Bruised Genitalia Jenner making up lies, prattling stupid shit, and being followed around by cameras just happy to keep the moron in focus.
At one time only a Johnny Carson, working hard with writers, working years to hone his delivery and his personality, could afford a Malibu paradise.
Really? As much as you can hate a Viley Virus or Justa Beeper or Piggy Azalea, they DO something. They rehearse dance moves. They can sing. This freak and the rest of the Kuntrashians and Jenner-talia and other "reality" fools don't do a fucking thing.
Be stupid. Be obese. Be vain. Be a llama-faced cocksucker. It's ALL good in 21st Century TV "amusement." Disgusting, isn't it?
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