and lemme tell ya...things can get pretty ugly at the drop of a hat
so let's get ready to rumble on tonite's very x-clusive special episode of...
"THE REALLY REAL SMACK-DOWN OF THE MINNE-APPLE!"
a few months back...my sensationally savvy CEO and simply sublime VP
of my fan club...had inquired about throw'n a new bash...atop a certain unnamed rooftop fer PRIDE weekend in the Minne-Apple...to try and wake up and shake up this damn city...
with
a taste of glorification and grandeur that this town has been so
desperately lack'n fer...let's be honest here...years sadly
we
were toss'n up idea's as to who could pack a punchline in the lunch
line dur'n the annual non heterosexual parade...we needed someone with a
sense of style...someone who was a staple in history and just enough sass...that knew
how to put everyone on their egotistically inclined ass...hmmmm who could it be?
SHERRY VINE...sassy and sheek...and always looks so sleek
JACKIE BEAT...brash and bold...her shtick just never gets old
only to find out that she was fired from the Paisley Park after a day fer bad mouth'n her boss and steal'n material from the purple paisley man himself...
so there was no need to delve in this rubbish any further
08/06/2015 15:26
you fuck with a virgo bull...yer gonna get my glittered horns...
COCO PERU...w-e-l-l...oh i know...she was the one in that movie "TRICK" right?
"you ever get cum in your eye Gabriel...it burns!"
but what we really wanted was someone in yer face like date rape mace...someone quick with the whip...that's still pretty hip...who's clever and funny...so of course we wanted none other than the fabulous LADY BUNNY
but what we really wanted was someone in yer face like date rape mace...someone quick with the whip...that's still pretty hip...who's clever and funny...so of course we wanted none other than the fabulous LADY BUNNY
and what roof top party would be completely complete...
without a sprinkle'n of just a few savory eyesores eye
candy butt models from Andrew Christian give'n away free underwear (and
maybe even a few std's if yer lucky enough to get their number)
deposits were paid fer BUNNY and the boys...and this unnamed space...
but leave it to some self-centered bloated pig in wig to get in our face!
trust me...she ain't worth
mention'n...though i've worked with her before...even if she may be
artistically inclined with floral arrangements...then drown'n them in glitter dur'in the holidays...
she's nothin' but a narcissistic drunk bore...nothing more!
i heard the rumors in the past how we we're "almost" gonna make monkey love under the stars but decided to be sista's instead...that she spread...
ummm...let me make this crystal clear Krystal Kleer...though i may live in margaritaville from
time to time...i could have all the liquor in the world pour'n outta my
pores and i still will never move into desperadoville...i'd rather
stick toothpicks in my toenails while drink'n dran-o shots...i'd need a
gallon of mylanta and a puke bucket just to deal with her in her
unmentionables
well...then i started hear'n rumors around town that she professed how
she was the "MADONNA" of the Minne-Apple and that she made boat loads of
benjamins every year at her brunch salad bar while she would have one of her many epic merlot meltdowns...and she was extremely elated that some "huge corporation" wanted to sponsor her sad soiree
here's the deal though...i hate to be the bearer of bad news...but the "HUGE CORPORATION" she was referr'n to was the CEO and VP of MY fan club...and truth be told...this annual event had been loose'n money year after
year...and was in dire need of a complete refresh...to make it fresh
again...with a new name and a new cast that could bring in the big
bucks...but the owner did not see eye to eye with my fan club members...
cuz even though he lost money year after year...he felt some loyalty to
this self-involved eye sore...but said we could still do the party as
planned..as long as they forked over a bundle to cover his loses from
the past 3 years... before we would see a profit
so my VP pulled the plug on the whole damn show and skedaddled outta
dodge...though CUNT WEEDS was goin around town tell'n those who wished
they could rearrange their DNA in the form of Helen Keller...that she had stolen the party out from
under us...
Alex...i'd like to take "delightfully delusional" fer $1000 pleez?
though i was a bit disappointed...i was in no way expect'n the board of
my fan club to cover someone else's mistakes...so i tucked in my tail
and moved on as well
that is...until i recently read an article written by some snoreville inkslinger...
mention'n how said CUNT had done floral arrangements fer the QUEEN's birthday bash
and helped in the redecoration of Prince's Paisley Park in the 90's
Miss "my name's on the marquee" drops as many names as fast as she drops her IQ
points...and in the unfortunate 15 some years that i've known this self diluted drunk...not
ONCE was the QUEEN ever mentioned...
so i put on my Angela Lansbury cap and did a lil investigate'n... only to find out that she was fired from the Paisley Park after a day fer bad mouth'n her boss and steal'n material from the purple paisley man himself...
so there was no need to delve in this rubbish any further
but my ghost writer...IVANA P...decided to write a retort to said fabrication story in this monthly rag...to set the record straight once and fer all:
"seriously?...there's more holes in that story than a slice of swiss cheese and Bonnie & Clyde put together...
this is like a bad episode of PR FLUF~N~STUF...
this story would be more believable if you said you did floral arrangements fer Karen Carpenter
if you REALLY want an exclusive...lemme tell you about the time me and Madonna decided to get away fer the weekend...
so we hopped aboard the Starship Enterprise to the planet Uranus...
and had tiki cocktails and kiki dances with the likes of Cher and Ruth Bader Ginsburg"
now i won't give away this "reporters" identity...cuz really...
her "integrity" is at stake apparently...but fer visual purposes to this
hard hitt'n story thru journalistic fantasy land...lets just call her
"PELICAN"
this is the actual transcript between me and said "reporter"...
via FB due to my freedom of speech
"Just so you know, I'm deleting your rude comment."
08/06/2015 15:58
"Just so u know...it's just PR fluff"
08/06/2015 15:58
"Well, i wrote the article so I take offense to you publicly questioning my integrity. Please don't. If you have an issue withRichard CUNT WEEDS, please send him a private message."
08/06/2015 16:01
"Well, i wrote the article so I take offense to you publicly questioning my integrity. Please don't. If you have an issue with
08/06/2015 16:01
"Delete'n my comment is as humorous as that fairy tale she fed u"
08/06/2015 16:36
"You can keep your rudeness to yourself."
08/06/2015 16:41
but i'm not the one try'n to win the Brian Williams reporter of the year award...
& scene!"
though you could practically hear the crickets dance'n at her last disastrous party
when she left 10 minutes after her performance due to a "stomach flu" incredibly low attendance and "hadda be rushed to the hospital and put on a morphine drip then let her go hours later"...
all to get outta pay'n the overhead from not reach'n her liquor guarantee...i guess only the future knows how many desperado's will attend her next party take a bite outta her next disaster cake she's try'n to get started...
hmmm...now where did i park my car?
why would you pay to watch an age'n bloated narcissist pig in a bad wig...
when you can watch the APPRENTICE fer free?
so there you have it kittens...the REAL story how it ALL really went down....
you fuck with a virgo bull...yer gonna get my glittered horns...
now get off my dress!
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