Monday, September 24, 2007

Pity Party for Owen Wilson postponed

Imagine you are Owen Wilson- you are getting platefuls of hot, young Hollywood pussy, picking up million dollar paychecks for essentially playing yourself in films and you decide to kill yourself? WTF?

Holy shit! Is this guy crazy or what? If I had that nose and lived that life I would be bounding out of bed thanking Jesus every morning, taking care not to wake the 18 year old twin models I brought home last night and who's names elude me.

Anyway, guy needs a reality check. There are people actually suffering out there - in Africa and Iraq. People survived Nazi Germany without slitting their rists... and yet this guy can't handle his empty swingers lifestyle in Santa Monica.

Fuck you, Owen!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Might we see things only from the surface? Perhaps if we peel back years of layers we cover ourselves with we won't be so quick to read what we "think" we know is going on within any given person...
Again I suppose it is 'easy' to condemn rather than say nothing. He might as well be teaching the masses who admire him that 'having it all' is not where happiness may lay. Again this is not about the surface.

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