Imagine if I was a spoilt little rich kid, leeching off my Dads predatory and dishonest career on Wall Street, (which also landed Daddy Dearest in jail). Imagine if Id dropped out of the military and yet still constantly mouthed off about my superiority due to my legacy as a solider. Imagine if I paid beautiful, semi clad women (or men, as it would be in my case) to hang around with me whilst I commanded them to do my washing up, or clean my pool, or flirt with my obnoxious mates, all in order that I could take selfies of myself whilst it happened. Imagine if I styled myself as a top notch, internationally respected gambler despite having finished 180th in a major tournament. Imagine if I made a living gleefully luring the desperate, the addicted and the down right stupid into a false sense of hope. Imagine if I was the very worst kind of over bearing, misogynistic, entitled, beer guzzling, whooping, gun totting, shallow, wooden brained, Republican voting, American stereotype... Wouldnt you think I was an absolute c*nt? A blurt stain on the satin bedsheets of humanity? Of course you would! And yet, my news feed infested with shared updates from Dan Bilzerian. Dan Bilzerian, whos entire life seems to be dedicated to telling everyone, whether they want to hear it or not, that he is, absolutely, without question, a man. A real man. Like a lonely drunk, mouthing off in a bar. And like most lonely drunks who mouth off in bars, you can pretty much that guarantee that hes taking absolute shite.
Posted on: Thu, 24 Jul 2014 20:10:00 +0000
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