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A little more housewife crap ...

Okay. First we had to deal with Atlanta Housewife Kim Zolciak torment America with her "mega hit" Tardy for the Party ... and now ... da da da daaaaaaaah ... The Countess, Luann DeLesseps, premieres her hot new disco tune ... "Money Can't Buy You Class" (... ah ... it can't buy you a fuckin' voice either) JEEZ! These people are unbelievably delusional. Remember the childhood fairytale "The Emperor's New Clothes" ... The whole village was afraid to offend the King by telling him that he was naked cause he was, after all, THE KING. Countess ... I say this only with love in my heart, but Darling ... YOU'RE NAKED.

America should take heed and look at this fairytale with a message. You see, celebrities and the like represent the KING. We, the people, are the hopeless working peons that look up to the KING (we do this by watching his reality show). The celebrities and wannabe celebrities catch the Countess debuting her new song at a fancy schmancy New York nightclub and see, with their own eyes and hear with their own ears, that the broad can't sing. AND YET, everyone fawns and gushes over her and tells her how wonderful she is AND SHE SOAKS IT ALL IN AND LOVES ALL THE ACCOLADES AND ATTENTION ... because she is, after all, THE KING ... or in this case, the Countess. Ah fuck, I give up.


  1. I firmly believe that no matter what other people tell you-your little voice knows the truth. She knows she's naked.

  2. Hold on to your hat, Debbie, New Jersey Housewife Danielle has a song coming out, too. No, I'm not F'en kidding.

  3. Debbie,
    Your analogy to the Emperor's New Clothes is apt. Our culture can be so superficial, so the thing that scares me more is not that observant, thinking people like yourself notice when our our cultural nobles, fads and trends are naked, but that most people seem to have been so used to the idiocy for so long that they see clothes were there are none.

    P.S., it feels good to be back in blogland.


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