I've got a long comics screed that will be up later today or tomorrow. It'll probably be the latter, as I want to codify my arguments a bit more and make sure that they're enjoyable to read and fall shy of just being hedonistic, salf-satisfactory shouts of comics-ass-kickery wherein names are named. I'm probably going to ensure that I don't get a job at one of the big two with this, but I've decided that if I punch out, it'll be in a blaze of self-immolative glory.
Until then, here's yet another reason I am sick of Paris Hilton being famous. America's Most Vapid Cunt had her Sidekick cracked, apparently by a social hacker who managed to get her password by being nice, and now there's a ton of celebrity phone numbers and pictures that are pretty not-safe-for-work out in the open. If this is a hoax, it's well-played and if it's not, it's exactly what the moronic bitch deserves.
(Sorry for the invective - I just fail to see why, exactly, she's being treated as anything more than a retarded famewhore who can't figure out how to tell someone to put down the camera. Hell, she took those topless-making-out-with-a-chick pictures herself. The guys at Achewood seem to agree with me.)
Until then, here's yet another reason I am sick of Paris Hilton being famous. America's Most Vapid Cunt had her Sidekick cracked, apparently by a social hacker who managed to get her password by being nice, and now there's a ton of celebrity phone numbers and pictures that are pretty not-safe-for-work out in the open. If this is a hoax, it's well-played and if it's not, it's exactly what the moronic bitch deserves.
(Sorry for the invective - I just fail to see why, exactly, she's being treated as anything more than a retarded famewhore who can't figure out how to tell someone to put down the camera. Hell, she took those topless-making-out-with-a-chick pictures herself. The guys at Achewood seem to agree with me.)
