Saturday Sunshine

Howard Stern is keeping up with the evolved format of his show with the scripted pre-approved interviews as anyone who cared to listen heard the riveting borefest interview this week when Cindy Crawford paraded into the Howard Stern stale satellite radio show to plug her book that not one person wants to read since, well, it's about Cindy [zzzzz].

Cindy's son Presley was voted as
most likely to transgender
in 2016 by the unofficial Cait Jenner
fan club.

Miss Nose Job and Difficult to Work With Bitch, is now in the Stern camp since he paid his club fees and allowed to be in the vicinity of the Cabo clique where Howard vacations at the paid rented resort home of Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux with the resort Casamigos owned by Cindy's husband Rande Gerbil and George Clooney who is supposedly selling out since marrying Miss Palestine Amal Alamuddin, the aged hagatha wig wearing sexually vague monster who wants to be famous in America.

The only reason Crawford stuck in our craw and never left is that she replaced the supermodel Gia:

Howard did manage to hurl a few insults at the supermodel when she was saying she was buying multiple copies of Vogue magazine when she was on the cover, and Howard asked if the salesgirl knew it was Cindy on the cover with all the photoshopping and makeup, etc., and Cindy said she didn't think the girl looked up at her anyway to see if it was her on the cover. 

Oh right, Howard, like your princess pariah with the wide body looks anything like her phony airbrushed fright photos. But the point is, Beth is deformed with or without airbrushing, so immediately it sends people running from the magazine stand wondering who the fuck that fugly girl is on the cover and exactly who she is fucking to get on that cover. But it hardly matters since all Howard purchased for Beth was the magazine no one has heard of called FHM when Beth was already in her troll 30's, hardly a launch point for a model or any person wanting to be a model or an actress in show business. Beth's mug shut down the US Edition of FHM in record time. Now she gets on the covers of cat magazines and pet insurance magazines since she is the loser wife of a radio shock jock with a face that defies statistics with its freakish abnormalities.

Amazingly, Beth is a fug in print and in person and Cindy looks the same. Obviously, the cover of Vogue is a polished photo and Cindy is wearing professional makeup and not whore makeup like you know who on FHM.

So, where do aged dinosaurs go once their satellite radio corporate gig goes off into space leaving Howard grounded and alone with no job? Where will his paid listeners get their fossilized celebrity cobwebbed interview fix? Beth Fans read it here that Howard stated in an online article that when he re-signed with Sirius for a five-year deal, that he would not be renewing that contract which ends in 2015 [BFP 9/24/15 Goodbye Howard]. What will happen to Howard's aged hagatha wife who has been falling into a deep abyss of meditation, coffee and pizza binges then running to the bathroom for her alleged afternoon throw-up sessions resulting in her having to be thrown into a bathtub since her big career dreams have been dashed after one failed TV show after another, even killing the old talk show "The Morning Show" on the FOX network hosted by Mike & Juliet around 2009 when Beth was their resident fashion consultant and the North Shore Animal League's (NSAL) mouthpiece which quickly got the show kicked off the air. 

No one could stand Howard's ugly wife with no past, at least not one that anyone could put into print and not get sued. Beth was famous for getting her on-air rants bleeped when she talked about advice for ladies on snagging a man and not sleeping with them on the first date unless they were famous. Then Beth talked about her never-ending first date with Howard Stern when he invited her to his penthouse and she never left resulting in an official meeting at Howard's friend's house in the Hamptons, the lawyer Dominic Barbara, where Beth claims she had sex with Stern...seal the deal, right? 

Photo left is of Beth in 2008 arriving at The Morning Show studios. Beth was on a high for awhile with Howard Stern's paid promotion of his wife until everyone found out Howard was a huge lying phony with Beth having no modeling past or any past of note except for a few fat modeling photos from online catalog companies and about a total of five minutes of screen time in obscure films. So, to get rid of Beth you have to cancel the TV show and she has had a bunch of canceled TV shows thus ending her big career until Howard and Mel Karmazin conjured up a phony job as an animal activist who wears tons of animal products on her body and stuffs them down her throat and in her closets while becoming a paid spokesperson for NSAL. So ends the big life of a model who tells tall tails and now has nothing but cats attached to her body in endless selfies on her media sites aside from curling up at night with a bottle of Clooney wine. 

Are we finally nearing the end of the Terror Twins' reign? Howard has been pushing his face and wigged weave on television for quite some time, appearing on various talk shows aside from having his own shows canceled one by one and now is basically, well, lying that he "retired" from NBC's America's Got Talent. No one retires from a show that is not theirs to retire from, and one where you only worked for four years and the show is still on the air continuing with an 11th season in 2016. Well, Howard has to spin something since he is embarrassed to be kicked off television once again. But we hope Mr. Weave and Mrs. Wobble have finally been issued enough pink slips to line the walls of their cages and they can live blissfully in their mansions pretending to give a damn about anything but themselves while collecting public donations to build an invisible kitten center at NSAL.

Happy Saturday Beth Fans

Remember, you are loved as I have fond memories of a little blog that grew and grew and grew until it got so many people mad that I have to spend my Saturdays deleting a bunch of angry people's comments that never see the light of Sunday.

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