ashton kucher was shooting movie in my town a few weeks back. I guess he is back again. I just saw him 5 minutes ago at a redlight, and we both went to CHick Fil A . He was infront of me... and pulled over in teh parking lot to eat, So I did too... but ignored him - made eyecontact, did the head nood, and sat there - for no reason. The kids were eating, but I was not. I bet he was wondering - why is she sitting there. I was looking for my camera and was gonna film him... I have no idea WHY. But had left it by the computer. What struck me as funny, he was in a shity car... not a rental, or limo, all alone, and the car had Mardi Gras beads on the rear view, and local tag. I am sure he just borrowed it from a production assistant. I must say most celebs I have seen or met in person look like shit... not half as good as on TV. He looked even better. Maybe cause he is older now and looks better, or maybe still had makeup on . He seemed very tall. Maybe it was not even him just some hot guy in a shity car - oh well... guess I will nevah know
You giving him the head nod tipped him off. Did he give you 550? What was he doing in your car? I bet you not going ga ga for him made him upset.
maybe he was a look alike... There was this guy that always in every bar bar here like 11 years , was IDENTICAL to the scummy version Brad Pit. claimed he was in a few movies with him... Girls always wanted their pic with him.. I found this funny.... Will you take my pic with this unshowered pot head guy that smells like a hippy and dressed like a bum. This was in the days of normal cameras... I would always zoom in on the girl and cut him out. I dont understand people that go crazy for celebs. I guess I did a long time ago... well not really. I have my pic taken with a few... no one big. Paully Shore, Siouxsie Sue, and a few other bands... When I see someone big, I stay away. But I have never been around anyone BIG BIG. I did hang out with Dave Chappelle a few months back. But just like everyone else... nothing like you see on TV. He was boring and depressing and nothing special. A few years ago I was at the MAC makeup store visiting my fag friend and getting my free makeup on ... and the "Da Brat" came in all ghetto and demanding attention. No one knew who she was... then we started counting the times she mentioned WHO she was... " Oh no Da Brat dont like dis" and " Dis aint how Da Brat gets treated" I could not stop laughing... I really really wanted to get in a fight with her. I made all the faces, and sounds- begging for it. She said "whats yo problem trick?" I siad " just disgusted with how pathetic and sad you are to beg for recognition" she kinda shut up then. Guess Da Brat was smart- I was picturing the Headlines Da Brat gets her ass beat after attacking Rhonda at MAC. - man that would have been SWEET
wow I just googled her... and I guess she does have violent temp... from Wiki In 2001, Harris pleaded guilty to misdemeanor reckless conduct after she had beat a woman with a gun during a dispute over VIP seating in a Buckhead, Georgia, nightclub in 2000. The victim in that incident received six stitches for a head wound. Harris ended up serving a year's probation... I cant remember the year I had my encounter with her. I wonder if it was before or after this... funny.
damn she be straight up ghetto ... http://www.ajc.com/metro/content/metro/dekalb/stories/2008/08/22/rapper_da_brat.html wonder if she be wearing any MAC up in da prison . now she called by the Da Brat - but by an EF number
I once gave a Jean-Claude Van Damne a ride in my car. Of course this was back in 1993 when he still had clout. Before Time Cop and all the other movies with a budget of 13 dollars. I also met Captain Lou Albano at the Salisbury Mall. He was actually really cool. I walked with him for about 30 minutes talking about Cyndi Lauper and Madonna. The guy talked to anyone who stopped to say hello. Really nice guy. Of course the biggest celebrity I know is.... ME!!! That's right. The Cheezedawg is famous too (although only an F list celebrity). Hey... its gotten me pussy. That's all that really matters. I wonder if anyone can find this online somewhere. I'll give you a summary because I don't remember EXACTLY how it all went. When my buddy Scott moved to Lexington he met some kids in his college class who were die hard fans of mine. They treated him like royalty because he was my best friend. Anyhow, they did a google search on me and found some old advice column about me. Apparently some girl had written in to say that she "Has fallen in love with me but lived very far away. She was asking if she should pursue this relationship or just give up." The advice columnist wrote back and said "You must be retarded. This guy doesn't even exist. A bunch of web guys get together and create these outlandish 'characters' that truly imaginary in nature. You'd have better luck trying to date Shang Tsung. Did you really believe there is a guy out there who could be that perverted and cruel? He calls himself CheeseBalls afterall. And if so, why in the hell would you love him unless you are sick yourself." To this day I have no clue who this girl is. It might have been Rat.... or maybe that Canadian chick that wanted to put nipples clamps on me. Who knows. I just know I probally missed out on some pussy.
It was probably katana. We get our share of celebrities here during Masters week, luckily it is only one week a year. Ive only run into a couple, and I usually ignore them. I found that works better. I have talked to several golfers, but then again, they are just people. I guess since Im not impressed by people that can, or in most cases cant, do one thing really good.
