Sylvia Browne is a piece of shit. A true piece of human shit.
Seriously. What a piece of shit. A piece of shit molded into a grotesque, roughly female shape.
This can only mean that there is a new letter by Robert S. Lancaster up at StopSylvia.com.
HJ (Did I mention the big huge flabby piece of shit that is Sylvia Browne?)







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The clouds of cigarette smoke and old lady stank must be obscuring her psychic powers, hence why she needed to hire the PI.
I actually saw her once on some stupid talk show when I was testing a TV tuner on a computer.
Like Prince of Space's power lies in choosing incompetent enemies, her power lies in choosing incompetent audiences.
They werent even asking her the normal stupid crap you ask a psychic and then watch as she throws out WAGs and generalities.
It was crap like "do I have any spiritual guides?" and she'd just say without even caring "yes, you have 2, michael and willard" and then the person would just smile and then leave for the next person to ask pretty much the same damn question.
Even if you were a gullible rube, with your brain clogged up by all the paste you eat, I don't see how it could be a compelling performance.
Why is Browne so upset by critics? If I were her, I'd probably shrug and get on with the show. Because for every skeptical follower of Randi and his likes, there are twenty-something gullible fools waiting, no begging, to be separated from their money.
Still seen from Browne's point of view, I'd rather ignore the skeptics than raise a tantrum.
That reminds me, one of my favorite moments of SNL is the commercial for the Lux 420 SL.
"Each individual demands a car built to meet their specific needs. Lincoln designed the "Towncar" for the businessman who demands luxury. Dodge, the "Caravan" for the family. And now we are proud to present the "Lux 420 SL" for crazy people"
There's a radio in my fingernail...CAR!
Havent ever been able to find a video of it though.
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