Showing posts with label famous people. Show all posts
Showing posts with label famous people. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Only the Germans could actually name this feeling

Schadenfreude. Feeling pleasure at other people's misfortune or failure. I watched the Charlie Sheen interview, and if that doesn't qualify as "fail"...I don't know what does. And I'm sorry, I laughed all the way through it. Is there a more arrogant shit on the planet?

I can't really say I feel sorry for the guy, even if he is bipolar because he's could get help for himself if he wanted to. Most people can't do that. There are people who would like to get help and can't because they can't afford it. So no, I don't feel AT ALL bad for him.

He's not that fucking talented. He plays...himself on TV. If I was making fucking 2 million dollars an episode on a hit TV show for just being myself...and I made a complete ass of myself, AGAIN...I'd want to keep that kush job. I'd be in rehab right now and licking so much bunghole when I came out, my mouth would taste like shit for a month. Can you imagine an easier job, seriously? Fuck, he doesn't even have to have another name on the show. He plays himself with his same name. Oh, that's superb acting!

And I call bullshit on the "negative" drug test. I can go buy fake pee at Karma right now and pass a drug screen. I'm sure no one actually watched him piss in a cup.

I guess there are women who will put themselves in physical danger to be with him because he's rich and he's Charlie Sheen. Oh, never mind all the women he's beaten the holy shit out of. He's got two, yes, TWO women fucking him right now. What the holy eff? He may actually kill someone one of these days. Not that he'll serve any time for it. He is Charlie Sheen, in his own mind, king of the universe with billions of fans. Yes, he said billions. Even though there are 7 billion people on this planet and I'm pretty fucking sure 6 billion are completely unaware that he exists. You are famous in America, douchebag. The rest of the world doesn't give a shit about you.

If any self respecting judge gives this guy custody of those two babies, I hope that judge dies in a slow fire. I'd be glad to strike the match.

Even though I like the show, I hope it ends. I hope he spends all his money on hookers and coke and lawsuits.

I want to see this walking asshole on legs crash and burn Lindsay Lohan style.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Is it too much to ask

...if you are going to sing your national anthem in public, please for the love of God know the fucking words? If you don't know, learn. Especially if you sing in public for a living, Christina Aguilera. And at the motherfucking super bowl!



Otherwise, you will never be asked to sing the national anthem in public ever again. Ask Roseanne Barr.



...at least Roseanne knew the fucking words. She may have sucked out loud, but she knew the words and in what order they come in.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Biting the Big Cheese... Or; How Many Celebrities Can Kick The Bucket in a Single Week

...and 3 of them are actually kind of sad. The last one I'm going to mention, which is the one EVERYONE can't stop talking about...well, the vultures can have him for all I give a fuck.

Farrah Fawcett: I think I came along *just* after her fame had fallen off, so I was never a huge fan, but I think she was a wonderful person. I did watch the special she put on, and gained a big admiration for a strong, resilient woman who just didn't put up with any bullshit. She kicked much ass and took many names. Even after going through those treatments and suffering horrible pain, she was still able and willing to hand the tabloid people their own asses. I may not have known her through her work, but I started checking her out a lot more and what I did find out about her was really nothing but admirable. You will be missed, Farrah. I actually cried a little when I found out this amazing woman had finally gone to her final home. At least there is no more pain, girlfriend. She's now with the real angels, kicking ass in heaven.

Ed McMahon: Didn't really know much about him either, but he seemed to have a lot of crap handed to him late in life. He seemed to be a pretty funny dude. Again, a useful member of the human race. But he was old. Not a real surprise.

Billy Mays: Dude, seriously? The infomercial dude! Never again will we hear this guy trying to sell us OxyClean or the Awesome Auger. I'm a little sad. Like when the movie guy...whatzisname...Don LaFontaine. (Gotta love the internet). Infomercials will never be the same. I wonder what he's pitching in heaven?

...and because I can't avoid mentioning this waste, this being "dead celebrities week"...Michael Jackson. Even if he *didn't* get his kicks touching little boys, this guy was a douche. Yeah, he could sing and dance, like 20 years ago. The last 20 years, though, what did he do besides fuck up his face, dress his children up in masks and dangle babies out of windows? And WHAT are they thinking, leaving his children with his 79 year old mother? They do know that his father is abusive, I mean duh? Isn't that why the guy was fucked up in the first place? Bloody hell. Stupid. I'm sorry. Just because the guy is dead doesn't make him any less of a douche.

So flame me. I don't give a fuck. My journal, my opinion, my business.