In case you don't know what I'm talking about, read this and then you'll be up to speed.
I had no idea Gwyneth took the comments of strangers on the internet to such deep levels inside of her.
I had no idea that when I called her $300 a day diet (those are some expensive weeds tossed in maple syrup for just the right amount of "autumnal yum") a bunch of horse shit that it was just like lobbing grenades at her -- literally.
Or when I said that when she posted her desperate call for privacy on GOOP where she detailed the meltdown of her marriage and blamed her consciously uncoupling on the fact that she's lived too long and something about bugs and other nonsense I couldn't follow, it was really just a ploy to sell more hideous over priced clothes that it was as if I were shooting bullets at her -- literally.
The poor thing!
I just had no idea. I really feel like I should say something to her. I should acknowledge what I've done and tell her.
So here goes:
|"Gwynnie, let's get this foot in great shape for the next time you say something ridiculous. Delish!"|
I'd like to say more to you, but instead I'll let this Green Beret, Brian Sykes, tell you off. He does it so well, everyone should read this.
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