See? Talking crap about the man only made me late for my meeting. I didn't get in trouble though.
Before I shut my cake hole, since I already opened it anyway, here are a few tidbits I left out, since you implied *shudders* dating him:
1) You think he's hot because he really does look better in airbrushed stills.
2) The first thing you notice about that man in movement:
- He opens his mouth and looks like he's a retard.
- He has an absurdely huge underbite.
- He starts speaking, and from that gigantic figure comes out the voice of a 14-year-old girl (kinda hard to maitain a straight face) with a very slight French accent.
- He's not so sharp.
- He has the attitude and balls of a 14-year-old pussy.
- He can't take the truth. It hurts, mommy.
- He says he hates sarcasm, yet is sarcastic (I don't think he knows what the word means).
- Hey, he'll always be holier-than-thou.
- Halle is his beard. He prefers other kind of company, if you know what I mean.
Do I have a huge beef with him? Yes. Does he deserve being picked on and being called an arrogant, self-centered bitch? HELL, YES! How did he hurt me in particular? Morally, not romantically. If it were the other way around, I'd never say a word. Question my principles and I will shoot you down, no crying for mercy.
About selling stories to tabs: even if I were a male and had a good one, I don't think there would be interest in buying. If someone ever decided to buy it, the money would be so little it wouldn't be worth giving him the free publicity. The only publicity he deserves is this: shit on a gossip board... and fade into oblivion because he's way overdue as a model and looks just as worn out as Lindsay. ...There... got it out of my system.
