This compilation of reality stars mispronouncing words is beautimous, if probably incomplete. We can’t all have the sick flow of Nick Kosir, the rapping weatherman (“If I tell you a storm’s comin, I’m not lyin’ / predict so well, you’d swear I’m a Mayan / Ladies love a weatherman even on a cloudy day / guess that makes us 50 shades of grey”). You sucker MCs need to go back to the green screen.
Creed Bratton from The Office was subjected to Creed the band for the first time recently. That’s pretty cruel. He made it this far.
Miley’s wedding is on hold. What are you going to do with all of that festive ashtray confetti?
Gooble gobble, gooble gobble, one of us, one of us.
If you look into a mirror and say “get down” three times, Litigious Mary’s ghost will getcha.
Keep grubbin’, young mom. Grub while you can.
For the second consecutive year, EA is the worst company in America: “Stop treating your customers like human piggy banks, and don’t put out so many incomplete and/or broken games with the intent of getting your customers to pay extra for what they should have received in the first place. And yet, here we are again, with EA becoming the first company to ever win a second Golden Poo from Consumerist readers.” A GOLDEN POO?
Insert biscuit joke here.
Madonna “made poor people dance for her” in Malawi, has bad penmanship, misspells “responsibility.”
David Cross may not be a contrarian, but he plays one in this interview.
Death waits for no Don: “I think by the end of the series (if not sooner), Don Draper will die, but there will be a rebirth of Dick Whitman.” We all die at the end of our series. Spoiler alert! Let’s just hope it’s like Hawaii and that Elvis is there.
