With all due deference to one’s assertion that Timberlake is now looking quite Flea-ish, one cannot deny certain similarities at play here:
With a few less showers and a tourniquet hanging off his arm, the transformation could be complete.
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8 comments
Doherty himself is looking Flea-ish in this one. Plus I cannot disagree with his attachment to Kate Moss.
Gah. I’m not a particular fan of Timberlake, but that’s a terrible thing to suggest. Anyway, Timberlake still doesn’t have Doherty’s cadaverous, goop-smeared eye sockets. Kate really ought to have given that lad a few make-up tips.
Is Justin doing his Ray Charles impression or sitting on the toilet???
Actually…he looks a bit Michael Stype-y in this one….
The New York Post had an article a few months ago about how Pete Doherty is spawning a bunch of clones in NYC. It seems the downtown hipster joints are being flooded with trendoid twentysomething guys who are dressing just like Doherty – suit, thin tie, pork pie hat. Mandatory cigarettte dangling from the lips.
Yeah sure. Cop a look from some drug-addled loser. That’s a good way to be.
I also read that article, which was my inspiration for commencing the Doherty Diety reports.
These posts are a way of commenting on our society’s delusions in choosing heroes, but most people don’t get it. They really think I get hott for Pete Doherty, which isn’t saying much of my reader’s confidence in yours truly.
‘Tis no matter, for I’m quite amused to play along.
I’ll have to check out those posts.
Well, at least I get what you’re doing (like that’s a real shot in the arm for ya – no pun intended).
Agent Bedhead is * so * teh hawt for Doherty.