Spectre

Awesome, incredible machine used in the new James Bond film Spectre, that Beth O'Stern will never get to drive since the cross eyed monster is too scared to drive [cry cry...or just too scared her juvenile records are not really sealed] and probably won't even get to touch that car or even test out that back seat since she is married to a radio DJ who is supporting an entire family of non-earners desperate that they keep their big mouths shut about the little boy in a dress watching "My Little Margie" with mom every day and developing his Peeping Tom skills hiding behind curtains watching his sister make out with her boyfriends on the couch with Howard forming images in his feeble mind of being the hot girl in the room, the hot model that men lust after. So sad, too bad. All Stern can muster up nowadays is a bit of selfie love with Ralph as his team member working hard with the pit crew revving up old man Howard and getting him ready for his stale satellite radio show with the long days of taping a bunch of stale interviews with aged celebs.

So what is Beth up to you ask? Oh, selfies, right? What else is the feeble brained wife of Howard Stern going to be doing, work for a real charity? HA, too funny, the selfie monster has her face in a camera 24/7 as her head is growing out of control with that Martian Head Syndrome as the Earth's atmosphere is stretching it upwards and her face is getting squished together and elongated with those nose job pits and crows feet getting deeper with age. But Beth has no shortage of pigeon morons that only want kittens from Stalag Beth and refuse to rescue any animals from their local shelters that are scheduled for the gas chamber. Nope, they want the enormous headed freak to deliver kittens and pose for what? PHOTOS with Beth who is still covering up and hiding her giant chest area due to her laser treatments to remove barnacles and brown spots.

Photo from Beth's Instagram dated 11/17/15. Der Wienerschnitzel Beth
needs a bun for that hot dog; well, she's sitting on two large ones.

Photo from Beth's Instagram dated 11/17/15 showing her head is growing and might explode.

Emily Stern is all excited over a Jewish gallery in Brooklyn showing her awesome faded and blurry photos of weeds and we wonder what Howard and Beth will wear to the big reception featuring a meet and greet with the star photographer and hearing her recite the Torah backwards while Howard does a live commercial read for Starbucks coffee. The exhibit will continue through January 19 and we hope Beth enjoys the photos since Howard will have to buy all of them and will end up hanging them at Stalag Beth inside the kitten prison laundry room in the Hamptons since all the other walls in the house are filled with selfies of Beth.

You can see below, to the left in the photo, a huge photo of Beth and Howard at their circus wedding in a bar inside a tourist trap restaurant paid out of his 112 publicity budget. Howard and Beth only stayed for 112 minutes and skated out into their waiting limo leaving guests behind to ferret out food in the fridge while snatching cases of wine as they shuffled out into the cold night air while Chevy Chase forgot his AA oath of allegiance to sobriety and stumbled all the way back home thinking about the bleached blonde with huge horse teeth imagining what a BJ must be like from the girl who thinks 42nd Street was a runway and that she was a real model.

Remember Emily's big CD effort of her tinny voice blathering about love and birth days as if she's the big expert on selfie relations, Miss Turned Off Of Men, yet refusing to admit she is like her dad and really only likes selfie love surrounded by paid worshippers programming her iPod and adding storage to her iPhone to take more of those blurry photos they both are obsessed with taking all the time.

Review of Emily Stern's CD "Birth Day":

Remember, in between the pages of the Beth Fan Page are love, life, death and tax evasion.