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Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Carrot Top in Vegas
I always hated Carrot Top because he was ugly and really fucking irritating, but now that he's a juice monkey in Las Vegas it's like the icing on the cake. Imagine rolling into Circus Circus in a psychedelic frenzy and seeing this freak onstage with an anorexic, snaggle-toothed Celine Dion--Bosch's Hell couldn't even compete.
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He was terrifying before, but wow...
Carrot Top is from my hometown. Yeah, you're jealous...
This is a great review. Also, watch Celine sing AC/DC with a trannie and play air guitar on her leg here.
Thanks. And Celine Dion is quite a woman. We're very proud that she's Quebecois.
That picture of carrot top is scary. The worst part is that he doesn't seem to be wearing any pants. Ew.
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