I'm trying to write under extreme circumstances. I have been laughing for the past half hour to the point of tears, so my vision is a little blurred. But this message isn't blurred.
D.A. Cooper fancies himself a critic of the Oscars and starlets now. Odd how he goes from one subject to another, like he thinks he is a jack of all trades. One thing is for sure, he is a Master of none.
"The Oscars may have been tasteless, but the twits who reviewed the Oscars were almost uniformly without taste." This Truman Capote wannabe thinks he knows taste? When the Lord said he was handling out taste, DAC thought he said paste and he spit it out. If you read his books, you'd see that this man wouldn't know taste if it was in his........
Then finding nothing else interesting on television, he goes on a rambling rant about Hathaway. Only thing in the entire rave made sense.
"Maybe I just don't get it." That's what we have been trying to tell you for awhile now, Dumb Ass.
Okay, so we have a Canadian living in Mexico petitioning our President to draft Ted Nugent. Tell me this man hasn't lost it.