Howard Stern has made it clear that he wants no children with this wig stand who loves to point at things to show off that cloudy diamond ring. |
For some reason Howard refuses to raise anymore human non-earners [he's got three grown non-earners and doesn't need anymore drag on the Trust Funds] and nobody is sure his prize mare can have a foal of her own anyway, so what you can't have you don't want, typical Howard Stern, yet he doesn't want anyone else having kids either yet loudly proclaims he loves to watch babysitter porn where the father fucks the babysitter [played by a porno actress portraying a teenager], so where does this baby come from that needs a babysitter so Howard can pretend he is the father fucking the babysitter? Don't we need to control the human population and stop with the babies and put babysitters out of business? But, Howard keeps harping on his obsession with babysitter porn, but where are the babies? Aborted right? Then why the obsession with fucking babysitters? Well, this is Stern's platform, abort the babies and keep the babysitters. Yes, Howard is fucked up in the head.
Howard likes to pretend he married a young fertile filly, not an aged cottage cheese nobody has-been never was, celebrity wannabee, and suddenly the self proclaimed celebrity couple are all about animal adoption, since that is the only way to keep Beth's face in the press, since she does nothing, and is unmarketable in all aspects of human endeavour.
Well, you can't keep posing with a million foster kids and post the photos on Instagram, but you can keep snatching kittens for a few weeks of selfies before dumping them onto real foster homes as documented on Beth's Instagram and Facebook set up to push her own foundation, Bianca's Furry Friends while Beth pays zero in the care and feeding of those kittens she houses then dumps onto other people who are stuck with the care, feeding, and vet bills for years to come.
The unknown pariah Beth would have no reason to post photos of herself on Instagram if she didn't have the phony kitten foster gimmick. Yes, Beth we see you can photoshop yourself into skinny jeans when you are of monstrous proportions and can't get a clothing contract to save your life like the superstar supermodel Heidi Klum who you are jealous of and has the career you always wanted.
The unknown pariah Beth would have no reason to post photos of herself on Instagram if she didn't have the phony kitten foster gimmick. Yes, Beth we see you can photoshop yourself into skinny jeans when you are of monstrous proportions and can't get a clothing contract to save your life like the superstar supermodel Heidi Klum who you are jealous of and has the career you always wanted.
Why? Because she is a paid spokesperson for the North Shore Animal League and they set up her kitten room at Stalag Beth in the Hamptons and likes to photograph the cats rummaging around her closets filled with designer clothes, shoes, and hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of leather products to push into our faces to show how rich she is hoping the gals back home are jealous of the dolt who was expelled from college, why? Oh, didn't she buy exam answers, oh right you were set up by the mean kids. But wasn't she also ejected from school when a teacher found doughnut crumbs that led to a closet where Beth the babysitter was going down on teacher's husband? Didn't Beth make up the giant lie she was being sent to Europe to model? Well, where are the photos Bethie? Gone with the wind? Lost in the fire? Sunk with the Titanic? Your hamster ate them? Your mom is holding them for ransom and the reason you will always re-emerge on some shitty TV show forcing Howard Stern to fund your lost dreams of stardom? Your brothers forgot to cut them out and save them from the European Union Gazette? These are questions only Beth can answer and she is silent on the subject.
Then we have Beth's husband, Mr. Straight, ha ha, let me fall of my chair laughing while I pull up that xmas card of Stern in drag and his stooge wife as a man in a Santa costume...oh, I want political advice from the peanut gallery, thanks, Howard, we know where to go when we want advice on abortions and gun control, well Stern is against that, he never knows when Beth's trolley will jump the track and she goes full psycho and Howard will have to defend his wig. Oh, but we still need to know from Howard who is fat in show business, he is an expert on that topic.
Oh yes, Mr. Thyroid with alleged prostate cancer is telling us who is fat in the entertainment business. Tell that to your shrink Howard while your head shrinks into that over inflated weave sitting atop that pinhead. So who had cancer, Howard? You or Miss Robin Quivers? Miss Robin is the size of the Hindenburg and Stern is decrepit with a bulging stomach and no eyebrows...facelift or chemo or both?
Now go out and make this a great day and live it the Howard Stern way: yes to abortions [e.g., Beth], no to gun control [how else can Howard claim self defense when the cops show up?...legal gun ownership you know, the psycho wife was on the premises and wigged out], yes to gay marriage but don't lift one finger to help anyone or donate cash to help any causes or organizations that are getting laws passed for marriage equality, just sit there and say all this stuff but do nothing but continue to hide from photogs as you dart around the city pushing your selfie articles onto all the media outlets.
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