I don't want to get all Professor Suicide over here, but if you hang yourself in a tree in your yard isn't there a pretty good chance a neighbor will see it and put the kibosh on it? This is just one of those half-hearted cry-for-help suicide attempts.
"Gifting suites" or "gifting chalets" if you're at Sundance [true story], are where brands give away free products to celebs in the hopes that they'll be documented using said products in gossip rags or receive a favorable recommendation or Tweet of said product. I've heard from first hand observers that they're actually awkward and a bit desperate.
I didn't watch (obv), but the whole time I was getting the live-tweets I was thinking to myself: "Thank god I don't have to suffer through watching shit like this for a living." I think Gabe really T14TT last night.
So the pretty white girl, Jewish guy, black lady, and racially ambiguous young dude are all besties, and their hang out is a liquor store. Seems reasonable.
I'm able to see all comments on one page. I'm on Chrome and VGum was always a bit cranky, but now everything seems to be working as it should. Success! Now, can we talk about this color palette? Purple, YES ALWAYS. Dijon mustard brown-yellow? UH.....
If this were the other way around, he'd totally get a shoe thrown at him. But as it stands, it didn't happen because, you know, us gays spend too much money on shoes to just be throwing them at every homophobic twat with a microphone.
The best part about NBC's coverage sucking (NBC's coverage sucks ass btw) is that Dick Ebersol is really taking it up the ass for it. Couldn't happen to a nicer guy!
As a former fattie, I have absolutely no sympathy for Kevin Smith. Sure it was a bit humiliating, but anyone who wears jorts 24/7 has resigned to being fat and therefore opens themselves up to ridicule. That lard ass needs to STFU already.
I like this whole thing, conceptually. Those good-hearted non-Christian Caretakers. So helpful! In those last moments before the earth turns into a post-apocalyptic hellscape, they're going to get a text msg: Rescue Mr. Pickles at 742 Evergreen Terrace. They'll step over mass graves and rivers of blood to save that ferret for the low, low price of $10 a month. Seems reasonable.
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