Famous for being Famous douchbags
All of the entire foul, depraved, attention seeking, morally corrupt, intellectually stunted, fake tan orange coloured, self-centred, waste of molecule, cosmetic surgery addicted, cum sponges.

Every. Single. One. Of. Them.

Now I have taken some time pondering what I want to do to them, the manner of tortures I could put them through, leaving a pathetic lump of dying meat in the place of what once could of been considered a failed evolutionary branch of the human race and have come up with a solution that hits them where it hurts them the most.

I ignore them.

I won’t speak their names; I won’t associate myself with anything they endorse. Gossip mags, TV shows, products on the shelves, if these bags of intellectual cancer have anything to do with it I avoid it.

They live off attention, they won’t get mine.

(Although I could be enticed to watch Celebrity BB as long as it includes a mentally unstable serial killer as a permanent housemate.)
( Crap Little Monkey Deathstar, so good they built it twice, Thu 4 Feb 2010, 15:14, Reply)