An annoying Yank Comedian and a British Twit Loser

What would you think if some nerd in a hipster hat took to Facebook and began crowing:

I RUN A SID JAMES "MUSEUM" HERE IN BURLINGTON, VERMONT!

Right. You'd think "This is a clueless, vainglorious moron staking out ground muddy with dog piss and shit."

You'd think, WHO the FUCK cares about SID JAMES in America??

Here in America, you can imagine the amazement and ultimate disgust at an idiotic Brit-Twit who goes around Facebook trying to call attention to himself for worshiping a third-rate comic like PHIL SILVERS.

GOSH, the ONLY museum dedicated to a particularly obnoxious dead comedian nobody under 50 cares about!

Like somebody who claims to own a world record for most ping pong balls he shoved up his ass, he has nothing much to be proud of, and is too self-delusional to know that HE IS A FOOL.

Christ, you could interview 100 Americans and maybe 2 would know who Phil Silvers was. "Uh, he had that stupid show about a nasty guy named Bilko trying to pull con jobs on stupid people."

The number would have to be even LESS in Great Britain.

In a world where even "I Love Lucy," "Steptoe and Son," "The Honeymooners," "Carry On" movies, "Mother Riley," and Max Miller no longer amuse anyone but aging nostalgists, it takes a very dedicated and blinkered bozo to not only waste his money buying Phil Silvers garbage on eBay, but haunt Facebook to try and get admiration

Right, he got less than 200 views. He's apparently got some kind of storefront where he pays rent, and has glass cases, and shows off photos of an ugly man who died before most everyone was born. This dunce displays a hat and coat this has-been comic wore like they're the crown jewels.

It's sad that there are idiots like this. They nag the local newspaper with, "I've got the biggest collection of souvenir spoons..." They open a "museum" in their armpit town devoted to some ridiculous subject like "Bottle Tops" or "Beanie Baby Dolls" and admit it's only open on weekends when they're off work, and even then only if you phone first.

This obese herring has rigged up a fucking video so that, in case you don't want to waste your time visiting this lunatic, you can admire with great awe, his COLLECTION...

(Hello, idiot. Since I'm sure you Google and Bing your idol's name every fucking day, I'm glad you found THIS. Yes, you are being made fun of. You are a moron. You are wasting your life. People think you are a jerk. That had on your dumb onion of a head may have been hip when Elvis Costello wore it in the 70's, but it ain't hip now, especially not on YOU.)

Back to the regular readers of this esteemed and pressed blog.

Aren't you IMPRESSED?

Isn't he ADMIRABLE?

The big surprise is that he found ANYONE with a vagina to be ANYWHERE near him. Yes, it's someone obese who probably has tattoos and five black children from five different marriages, but with the right amount of paint she's quite passable.

She's no doubt impressed to know somebody in SHOW BUSINESS and more important, somebody who has a LOT OF MONEY. He's keeping "the memory of Phil Silvers alive" in England (which is like wanting to keep South African fringe-contender heavyweight Corrie Sanders' memory alive in Sweden). Yeah. But she figures, if this dullard has enough money for his hobby, he'll have plenty to give to her so she can buy some frocks, take day-trips, and hook up with black guys she texts via social media. "Phil Silvers, you say? Fill your twat with BLACK DICK, I say!" "Go ahead, me hubby is on eBay snipering a photo of Phil Silvers pulling faces at Milton Berle."