Axl Rose has been an ignorant prick ever since Guns And Roses made their first ten dollars way back in the late eighties. His bizarre, primadonna behavior has caused riots in my hometown of St. Louis, as well as caused many other problems all around the world. It’s little wonder why the other original members of the band want nothing to do with the guy.
Axl and his retooled GNR lineup brought their show to Ireland over the weekend. Anyone who knows anything about GNR knows that Axl shows up whenever the fuck he wants, so it shouldn’t have surprised the concertgoers when the show was delayed 90 minutes. By the time Axl and company lumbered onstage to actually play music, the fans were drunk and quite upset.
So they threw bottles at his fucking head. Axl, you should never piss of the Irish.
In keeping with Axl’s overwhelming legacy, the band quit and left for the night, leaving tens of thousands of fans screaming for blood. And I hope they get some. I just can’t stand Axl’s bullshit anymore. I cannot listen to GNR anymore without thinking about how much Axl destroyed something so special, and how he continues to destroy it.
It’s hard to quantify how much actor/producer/director Michael Douglas has meant to popular culture. He’s been a fixture in films for nearly 40 years. He had a run through the eighties and early nineties that almost defined the pulse of the times: The War of the Roses, Wall Street, Falling Down, Fatal Attraction, Basic Instinct, Traffic. These are films that not only entertained millions of people, but also provided some of the most talked about issues of the day.
Douglas was such a lively, energetic, and charismatic force onscreen that it’s difficult to imagine him dying of old age, let alone a degenerative disease like cancer. Yet, sadly, that is the fight he has before him now. Diagnosed just three weeks ago with throat cancer at the base of his tongue, Douglas has continued to promote his new movie, Wall Street 2: Money Never Sleeps with his typical good humor and class.
Douglas showed up on David Letterman last night to talk about the movie, (more…)
Eastern Europeans are nasty, ignorant assholes. They stink, they’re selfish, and they approach everyone they meet with the same look of disdain and hatred. Many of them have come to America with their hands out as if they’re owed something from everyone.
They also like to drown newborn puppies in rivers, apparently:
This Croatian bitch happily tossing yelping puppies to their watery deaths in the Vrbas River needs to be split in half with a large blade, have each half gang-raped by African AIDS patients, and then the whole mess set on fire so she can arrive in Hell on time. And yeah, I realize the irony of wishing horrible agony on someone causing horrible agony – so what? Conscience-free garbage like this has ruined this world – go take a trip through Bosnia to see what cruel mentalities like this inflicted on the landscape there.
Fucking puppies, man … that just isn’t right at all.
How many times do you think I could get caught with illegal drugs before my broke ass would end up in jail? Answer: ONCE. How many times can that same scenario happen to Paris Hilton? Answer: As many times as she fucking wants.
How many more times must the poor 99% of the American population see the rich 1% get away with whatever they want before finally ending it? I mean, O.J. virtually cut the heads off of two people and dripped the blood all the way into his own bedroom and got away with it! He was found innocent, and all we were missing as far as evidence was a videotape of O.J. singing “I Got You Babe” using Nicole’s head as a puppet! Because O.J. was rich and famous, he could basically do just about whatever he wanted … well, until he got really dumb about it, of course. Paris is essentially the same.
Paris has been busted three fucking timesfor drugs. She’s a spoiled, doped-up brat who has skirted the law repeatedly because she’s supposedly cute (barf) and she lives a lavish lifestyle that many people crave. She could be sucking five pounds of cocaine off of nude male models in the middle of Wilshire Boulevard and she’d prance out of jail with the same stupid smirk that she shows in her latest mugshot:
Hey Paris, this isn’t a photo shoot! It means you’re a criminal!
How would you like to be her parents? They built their name on the Hilton hotel franchise, made untold millions of dollars, and then their daughter shits all over it with her selfish, unlawful, and pathetic lifestyle. It’s unfortunate that Paris has wormed her way into a self-sustaining ”career” of her own, because I would have cut her off from my fortune had I been her father. I probably would’ve been done with her after watching her swallow a nine inch cock on camera for the whole wide world to see; I certainly wouldn’t put up with this bullshit.
I just cannot wrap my mind around the idea that Paris Hilton probably went clubbing right after getting caught with COCAINE while DRIVING. She doesn’t understand consequences, nor does she understand that consequences apply to all people, regardless of their social and economic status.
Guess what? It’s time the bitch learned some consequences. Throw her ass in jail and keep her there.
We’ve probably all looked at the front of a car and thought, “That kinda looks vaguely like a face.” But we probably never looked at it and thought, “This car needs some eyelashes.”
But someone did, and now they’re trying to earn a few Pet Rock-like bucks selling Carlashes. For only $24.95, you can stick these dumbass eyelashes around your headlights and drive around town like a clown. And for $19.95 more, you can add “crystal eyeliner” over the top of it for that extra DAZZLE!
Aren’t we in some sort of recession? Do people really have the disposable income to waste on shit like this?
