You’re fired from being human.
Here’s why. This quote, right here:
“The divorce was real – just the idea behind it was different than most people’s,” Spencer tells Life & Style. “Divorcing was the only way to keep Heidi’s career going because everyone hated me so much. Look at Sandra Bullock – her divorce from Jesse James was the best thing to happen to her image.”
Now, they worry how they’ll ever get themselves out of the cash crisis. “I can’t make regular money because I was playing such an unlikeable character on TV to keep my checks coming. Who wants to hire the jerk from The Hills?”
I didn’t know what I find more repugnant about you: that you think manipulating the legal system for publicity is acceptable or that you’re so fucking stupid that you think that you have anything in common with Sandra Bullock. Sandra Bullock has talent. She’s philanthropic. She works hard.
You’re a cock-smoking asshat. You’re a fame whore. You lack talent. You lack a work ethic. You lack morals.
I kind of wish you lacked oxygen.
You’re broke and out of work? Bummer. So are 10% of Americans. Too bad for you that when the economy turns around all you’re qualified for is working at McDonald’s. Because you didn’t spend your twenties going to college, working at entry level jobs to learn skills, and paying your dues. No, you spent it being an asshole on tv and not saving your paychecks for the day that the gravy trained dumped you off like a hobo. You’re an idiot.
Getting divorced to gin up attention and so that Heidi could become your personal income machine is so gross I can’t even…I don’t know…You suck donkey balls.
Marriage is a serious thing. You know all those people who march in the streets with NOH8 signs? They’re not allowed to get married and they want to. Badly. It means something to them. They are fighting to be allowed to do something you did mainly for cameras. They aren’t allowed to enter an institution that you’re willing to throw away for the cover of a tabloid or a reality show.
You. Are. Disgusting.
GAWD. I hate Hollywood trash like you. You trot around looking for the next big-money hand-out like you’ve ever done anything to deserve it. Grow the fuck up, Spencer. Go to college. Get an internship. Stay away from club openings and cameras. Rehabilitate your image by rehabilitating your whole personality. Park the arrogance and the attitude and do what the rest of us do: work, save, and get respect by earning it.
With utter disgust,