For this edition of White Trash Wednesday, a few odds and ends:
Whatever happened to sweet little Mary Kate Olsen? Wasn’t she one of those little imps that waddled around in Pampers, gave the thumbs up, and spouted, “You rule Dude! Uncle Jesse is da bomb!” They grow up so quickly. Sigh.
From the grating voice of Susan Estrich:
I work for Fox News as a commentator. I say whatever I want. I’m the blonde on the left, figuratively and literally – the one who’s usually smiling because it’s TV, not the Supreme Court or Congress… Besides, why shouldn’t I be smiling? In other words, I’m fortunate enough to have been around, and Fox News is the best place I’ve ever worked.
Oh yes. She really did write that.
Tom Cruise v. The Nazi Menace! Have you people any idea how long I’ve been waiting for this hifallutin deathmatch? It will be like Tyson v. Holyfield, only without the teeth and ear debacle. Less Reservoir Dogs, More War of the Worlds. Less Tarantino, More Spielberg. Less unadulterated testosterone, More repressed homosexuality.
Undaunted Proof That Victory Is Mine: While I interviewed Velociman, some geek named Slashdot interviewed Wil Wheaton. I’m gonna ask you a simple question and I want you to listen to me: Who’s the big winner here tonight at the casino? Huh? Mikey Sadie, that’s who. Mikey’s Sadie’s the big winner. Mikey Sadie wins.
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I’m loving the whole Nazi Menace thing. It’s a great way to start off my day.
As far as the twin is concerned? It’s kind of sad…
I’d really like to see Velociman interview Will Wheaton.
You beat me to that one Zonker. I had come back her to say that. Wouldn’t that be a kick?
“So why the hell you so skinny? You’re like, the same weight you were fifteen years ago. And tell me….did you have a crush on your mom? Dr. Crusher….mmmmmmmmmmm.”
With most /. articles/conversations, I can only read so far down before it turns into a jargon-fest of personal flame wars. Of course, I haven’t even clicked over yet. Is it bad? Oh wait. You included it in WTW. Duh!
Heh.
Ohmigod. I think I love Wil Wheaton. Why? Behold:
“In this business, a talentless whore who gets fucked in grainy night vision is more valuable to the networks than a talented actress who has spent years studying and honing her craft.”
Who the fuck is Will Wheaton? I see his name everywhere. And, yes, I have a few questions for the little shit.
Those Olsen’s will end up drunk under a tree somewhere y’know. She looks like something out of a horror movie.
No brainer. Sadie wins, big time.