Southport Squealer, Part Deux: Celebrity mania

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January 28, 2006

Celebrity mania

In case you haven't heard, my girlfriend is in love with Steven Tyler. I'm okay with this. I know when I've been beat. The only possible thing I may have over Steven Tyler is that possibly I am taller than he is. I cannot verify this.

But, I've decided that if she is going to be allowed to have this unbridled adoration for a celebrity, I should get to, as well. The problem is, there just isn't anybody who is an equivalent in my estimation to Steven Tyler.

Oh, for sure, there are several celebrities I have, at times, been infatuated with.

Let's look at the candidates, shall we?

There's Dido:

Quite a looker, eh? And by all accounts a delightful person with a most amazing voice and a perfect and correct English accent. But she just doesn't make me all googly-eyed.

Or we have Natalie Imbruglia:

She is the only person, and I am ashamed to admit this, whose calendar I purchased. But she smokes and married some bad-ass rock dude, so I had to drop that dream.

On the other hand, there's Bridget Moynahan:

You know she's got range. She starred in Coyote Ugly AND a Ben Affleck movie. What more can you ask for? If I could get her attention, I know she could be mine. But oh! What's that? She dates the star quarterback? Like that one will last, that meathead...

There's always Sarah Chalke from Scrubs:

But she plays a character named Elliot, which makes me think of dudes. I can't have that.

So, what is a boy to do? Does anybody have any suggestions as to who my celebrity obsession should be? I feel like I am missing out here with this Steven Tyler business. And no, I can't pick Steven Tyler as my obsession, either. I don't want Christy to think I am copying her.

But then, since I am like a happy guy and all that, as you can see by my big honkin' smile here:

Maybe I should forget the celebrity gold diggin' and stick with the rootin'-tootin'est girl I know? After all, despite all those celebrity pictures floatin' around the internets, seems I spend most of my time looking at her picture. And that, I think, is a very good thing.

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Posted by oz115 at January 28, 2006 12:04 AM


Comments

If she's in love with Steven Tyler, it only seems fair that you get to be in love with Liv Tyler.

Oh, what am I saying? If you're already with the rootin'-tootin'est (kudos, that's the first time I've seen that phrause in print) girl you know, then stick with her and forget about all this starlet-gawking.

Posted by: Pete at January 28, 2006 08:39 AM

Unfortunately that's not the best picture of me, but fortunate for me... you think I'm the rootin-tootin'est girl ever... and really, how could any girl ever turn her nose up to THAT!?

Honey, you know you are far better than Steven Tyler anyday. I've just had a thing for him since junior high. And if you'd just fufill my one fantasy (get me a meet and greet with him) I'm sure I could get over this little infatuation. Or, you know, you could grow your hair out like him, dress like him, talk like him, dance like him, and memorize all his songs and sing and dance for me... that would work too!

I LOVE YOU... and really, I spend more time looking at your pictures than anyone elses!!
XOXOXOXO

Posted by: Christy at January 29, 2006 05:43 PM

"You're Schmoopy", "No! YOUR'E Schmoopy!!"

I think I'm gonna be sick.

When did you become such a weepy bitch Oz? This is bordering on the uncomfortable.

Be a man, don't be afraid. Look at tits. God made them beautiful so we would look at them, and dream about playing with them. It's okay, it's not going offend Christy, in fact it just might turn her on a little bit more.

Cut out the schmoopy shit. You're turning into a woman.
-G

Posted by: G at February 4, 2006 11:18 AM

You're right, I am turning into a woman. I hope these links will put me back into your good graces:

http://www.jokaroo.com/funnyvideos/monkeysniff.html

http://www.jokaroo.com/funnyvideos/amodelsdressfallsoff.html

Posted by: tim at February 8, 2006 05:42 PM


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