Seriously, I am watching the Emmy’s under pure torture of “together time” with the pregnant wife (her stock has risen so she has more pull). The host is none other than Fox’s favorite ass puppet, Ryan Seacrest. To put it nicely, someone needs to shoot him to put him out of his misery. All he has done so far is recognize people in the room. He obviously has no talent at all, aside from being a talking head for Fox. I can not STAND this guy, he has as much talent as my pinky finger nail.
And then I sit around and see that a flame haired, uhhh homosexual (PC enough?!?), Perez Hilton has his own show.
How exactly do I not have my own TV show on one of the multimillion cable channels and the obvious supply of “talent” that is out there. Where is my offer for a TV company to pay me to follow me around with cameras. Geez, people are always saying that I should have my TV show and now I think that that time has come. So to all you cable channels out there looking for your next reality star, have your people call my people.
I think you should be on the other side of the camera. Get my helmet, a bottle of Jack and a camera and become a producer/director. Funk get’s to lay down the sound track. It’s cash money.
can hear it now . . . (Enter Theme from Shaft as performed by Lost on Tuesday)
Wha McFonzie is . . .
The Friend . . .
Of Jack Daniels.
(They say that guy Wha is a drunk mother – I’m just talkin’ Wha.