Cyber Monday Copycat Monday

Everyday is Cyber Day for the queen of the selfies, the aged menopausal failed model wife of Howard Stern, Miss Animal Advocate that wears them all over her body with designer labels sewn into their hides and stuffs her giant feet into their skins with red soles painted on using nail polish. Howard has always cried that Beth never got her big break as a model or actress due to jealousy. Well, she got her break when she stalked her prey and got the only pigeon with money that she could bag, and it was Howard Stern who failed to give her a big break until well into her 30's and paid FHM magazine to publish bizarre airbrushed photos of his tranny-looking girlfriend with a face that needs a bag over it and breast implants that need a girl to be attached to them. Beth bankrupted the U.S. Edition of FHM in record time due to jealousy. America was jealous of Beth but the U.K. isn't yet she is an unknown pariah in the U.K. and had to lie about modeling there and throughout Europe since no photos have yet been found of the international selfie model.

Mr. Newspaper was back with posing for Beth's selfie site. Howard was supposedly in Florida over the holiday break but never says that specifically on his radio show since he normally sends the wifey out of town so he can spend any holidays with his family, meaning that group of non-earners that he supports financially and has script approval in their lives. 11-27-15, the standard photo posted on Beth's Instagram [right] of Mr. Newspaper Man since Beth always uses a newspaper to do the date stamping bit like any kidnapper to prove Howard was with her, but all his photos are headless or from the back and any dummy with a wig can pose in Beth's Instagram photos.

On Monday's satellite radio show, Howard got his content from NBC's Today Show. Below are screenshots taken from Monday's Twitter site for the Today Show that Howard used as content for his stale satellite radio show that always sounds like they are broadcasting from their respective bunkers to hide their latest round of plastic surgery procedures...didn't you know? Plastic surgeons make most of their money in November and December each year.

Correction: So, Howard didn't talk about Kobe? Well, he can copy an opinion off the Internet.

Miss Facelift & Botox Robin Quivers
spent her holiday break being wheeled
from one Broadway show to another while
claiming to have had dinner with a doctor
who lives in California. I guess it was a
Skype & Turkey dinner.

Also on Cyber Monday we heard about how Robin Quivers interviewed one of the doctors that supposedly saved her from staged cancer, Dr. Agus, in her thinly disguised book interview tour. Yes, Dr. Agus, a.k.a., the Global Agenda man to make himself rich off of paranoid millionaires who think there's a cure for their obnoxious personalities and getting miffed when they actually get a real disease that can't be cured with selfies. Robin is having staged meals with a bunch of people because she needs content for her next book about how dumping the phony vegan gimmick saved her life. Robin was a long time vegan and we recently learned that she was a long time fat liar who has been eating every animal in sight as she admitted on Stern's stale satellite radio . Howard got her book published that was filled with vegan recipes and we don't know how many gallons of vegan chocolate mousse would save anybody's life and judging by Robin's enormous size, I guess the mousse was the only vegan thing about her fat phony lifestyle.

Like all of Howard Stern's productions, they are phony junk and fit nicely into a box for dumping into a landfill.

Botoxed and Bloated Beth with the wigs will be parading all over New York this week and we just can't wait to see the barren pariah trot around with her drag queen makeup pretending that it was her choice of choosing kittens over babies when we think it was nature's choice in that no one can confirm or deny the Princess has a dick or not. That might be a factor, honey, over your major life decisions. But Howard Stern had run out of ideas to market his barren nobody, invisible to everyone in New York until she latched onto a dumped and divorced DJ who had his own TV show at the time, on the E cable Channel before it was dumped off the air due to it being old and stale, but Howard is continuing with the old and stale format for his life.

Enjoy your Christmas, Bethie, as all your Stern cash went to buying your latest shitty paper product designed to make yourself famous. Famous off of the backs of disabled kittens that get sick and almost die in your care and have to be adopted by their veterinarian, is that in this latest book about "Blind Buddy"? Yoda has no "Buddy". He swats cats off the top shelf of his cat tree until you had to stop taking photos of him unless he is physically removed from Stalag Beth, in the kitten cell block. He's your fat bully son that you are overfeeding into another early grave so you can parade around and cry and cry over his death and Howard Stern can hire another acting coach to conjure up tears for his stale satellite radio show listeners and you can have a second foundation and yet another salary to fund your useless selfie existence.