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I will start right out telling you I have never thought this broad had a lick of talent. She's completely obnoxious. I don't think there's anything redeeming about her at all, and I never did. I probably never will.
A few hours ago, a banner popped up on my YouTube page, announcing this travesty, and I figured I'd look for a couple minutes, just to know what the heck is up. I noticed there were already a hefty number of "dislikes" under the player window, I think it was about 800 "likes" and 300 "dislikes" and it was only a couple minutes in. I figured that would be about the ratio of fans to active dislikers, the people who just immediately hit those buttons not based on the performance at all.
Anyway, she was all breathless and seeming to be going to pass out after just one song, or maybe she'd been at it for a while before YouTube cut in. Whatever. So she starts rambling on and on about France's attributes and the need for tolerance, lacing in complaints about how hot her costume is and guzzling water out of plastic bottles. Then she finally started singing again, pulling the mic away to cough. I only ever saw Hunter Starbird do that... but it was part of the song. Okay, maybe she's this bad because she's got the flu... or cancer... or two weeks shy of fifty-four years on this planet and uncountable bits of cougar bait to keep up with... that accounts for it all by itself.
I'm gaping at the mob of people as part of her show. I'm gaping at her grabbassing women, strutting heshes dressed like chorus girls and/or hookers. My couple minutes has passed.
But I'm gaping.
She's stroking her crotch. She's stripping. She's doing this lurid combination of writhing and strutting, in a dead way. She's not your bitch. She's hot for a killer. She's brandishing a large gun. She shoots him. She ties him up. She duct tapes his ankles. OMFG, she's spread eagle with her butt waving in the air by this bleeding guy bound to a chair! How consummately grotesque. How transcendentally unattractive. It would not look worse if she were completely naked instead of just almost.
No. Really.
She's all over him, all over the floor, singing a love song to/with him. She's shooting him in the head....
The end.
Thank heavens. Thank the lort this was short.
I note that the likes/dislikes afterward are running neck and neck, 10,000/10,000. I decided to check those numbers again a few minutes ago, being that they're rerunning it over and over. The thumbs are seriously going down.
It's cold comfort. I'm sure a big chunk of those thumbs are from people who just don't want to look at this old broad acting like a rotten attention-starved perv who thinks she can pull off "sex kitten". Might've loved the show if it were, say, who? Gaga? I don't even want to wrack my brain or the gossip mill to come up with other suggestions. Just younger, with the same show and it'd be jake with them. I feel that. I don't know that, but that's how it seems.
I want to feel for her. Part of me does, but with all those very nearly fifty-four years is supposed to come some judgement, something approximating age-appropriate behavior, any sign of gracefulness, anything....
If you had the spit to click that image, you can't say you weren't warned.
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