Bethie's Never-Ending Cash Grab

Beth was back again for her annual festival of burned up and charred cows while collecting a nice check from more corporate sponsors to fund her personal foundation, Bianca's Furry Friends (BFF), housed at the charity that pays her a salary, the North Shore Animal League (NSAL), as their useless spokesperson. Hey, keep those cows and calves on the conveyor belt, the fat Baby Beth needs more designer handbags with designer logos stamped on their skins.

Oh, yes, Cushion Source is on board since Howard Stern paid to get them in that big Fourth of July issue of Hamptons magazine, wow, the power of Howard Stern, he can grease some palms and get his fugola wife modeling a fat factory cushion for a company no one has heard of. I hope Beth enjoys that big check where she skims off the top, oh, guessing, 30 percent? With the rest going to staff, lawyers, etc., who administer the fund for the Sterns. When is the BFF building extension breaking ground? You know, her never-ending fundraisers for a building extension to house a bunch of cats at NSAL? Oh, since about early 2013, Beth says it will be built "next Spring".

The Hamptons Magazine Annual Gold Coast Affair held at Prime Restaurant with sponsorship from NSAL to benefit Beth's personal Foundation, Bianca's Furry Friends, on July 8. Oh, how much is spent on fundraising by this sham charity? How about letting the cows live another year and sending Beth back to Howard for the 7 - 8 million dollars Beth wants from the public to fund her dream of her name on a building at NSAL.

BABY NEEDS MORE DOUGH FOR THOSE BABY COW DESIGNER HANDBAGS! Beth will suddenly appear vertical in public when there is money to collect.

Beth wore the picnic tablecloth that I posted in the prior blog entry, she repeats clothes now to prove she needs your dough to fund her lifestyle of laying around on her ass all day snoring while her paid stooges pose cats on her body and they call it charity work.

Beth's plus size tablecloths that she was selecting for her appearance as guest host buttinsky on "The Talk" a few months ago. She wore that grape jelly splotched one on the far right to her big prime rib dinner on July 8, to benefit the Beth Fund.

Guess what, her idiot public swallows that shit. Oh, yes, Miss Charity Worker, on her back, oh she is vertical if there is a check dangling for her to snatch up, then she signs some books, gets some free booze and is driven back to Stalag Beth for more selfies with the captured kitty prisoners. 

Beth's 60+ fat fug public. Hey you guys, don't you know Howard and Beth hate fat people? Howard has a bunch of jokes written about fat people all the time that he spouts on his never-ending infomercial called the Howard Stern stale satellite radio show with the millions of unsold cars counted as new subscribers.

According to the New York Daily News, the Emmy
Award winner Heidi Klum has her
legs insured for just over two million dollars.

This million dollar baby makes her own money, and continues to do what? It's called working for a living aside from working for UNICEF and the American Red Cross. Pretty amazing that her legs are insured for over two million dollars since they are part of her assets that keep her employed, unlike Beth O'Nobody who is a liability to Howard. She isn't allowed behind any wheels and stumbles around Stalag Beth all the time flopping on her ass and passing out while the help flocks around her to take her picture and post it on Instagram for her shill followers. Big life, big wife, big tax bill, big insurance premiums hoping Beth doesn't do any damage on her way to a function where she collects dough from the public.

How much does Howard Stern insure Beth's stubby crooked legs for? Approximately 0.0. How many times has this mare stumbled and fallen? Howard told his radio listeners about two separate occasions, one where she came flying down a spiral staircase at the Manhattan apartments and one time when she came flying out of the bathroom at Harlow Restaurant in the Hamptons.

We think Howard has her brain insured since it managed to get that cross eyed pudgy pariah from PA to NY to score a doofus on the radio and now he shoves her down our throats because he can't stand to be in her presence for more than two seconds. And where is Howard? He is on vacation sweating bullets about coming up with a second paycheck after this summer season when "America's Got Talent" is over. Why wasn't he at Prime Restaurant in the Hamptons on July 8th helping Beth collect dough for her personal charity? Oh, he was there; in the get-a-away limo trolling for fresh meat, you know, photography assistants.

A SUPER IMPORTANT MESSAGE FROM

DAME BETH-MAN