If you care about a bald, annoying, fast-talking unfunny jerk who played an aging con-artist...you are pretty clueless. But you might be Mr. Clews.
Different strokes. And one day he'll have one. And as he lies twitching on the floor, he'll wonder why he wasted so much of his life on a dead man who had NO IDEA he was being treated like Jesus Christ.
Spending time creating fake memorabilia on one of America's most forgotten and obnoxious comedians? Just why there's a "museum" to Silvers in the UK is baffling enough, but to actually make statues to this idle idol??? What could be worse, being webmaster for Procol Hardup?
As they say, this kind of "hobby" keeps people out of trouble. True, enough: "He's not hurting anyone." Unless he drops that ugly fucking statue on somebody's foot.
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