VtDkDude
VtDkDude
VtDkDude

That sounds like a fate worse than death.

I’m from a tiny little town in far northeastern New York. We’re known for apples, fresh-pressed cider, and cider donuts. The larger region lays claim to the Michigan hot dog, which is a steamed or boiled red-casing hotdog in a New England-style split top roll with chopped onions, yellow mustard, and a fine-textured,

Late night gravy fries from Nectar’s in Burlington, VT. Although I heard they did away with the takeout window.

Don’t forget the the hookers and drugs.  Most of them are also on the support yacht, and just enough to “meet the needs of the moment” are brought over to the main one.  Helps avoid extra hassle from any inquisitive authorities and some deniability for the billionaire.  

Right. People around here would think nothing of re-fitting an old UHaul to cart their LeMons racer around. This is just how you scale that up for your annual trip to Sydney-Hobart.

This is most likely intended to be a “support yacht”. Some billionaires don’t want all their toys and gear cluttering up their fancy main yacht, so they commission a second vessel as essentially a floating garage to follow the main yacht around.

I don’t think that stuff is truly midwestern, but rather, mid-century. I grew up in New England as well, and my grandparents’ generation on both sides were mostly enthusiastic about Jello salads & similar garbage. That type of dish was common in many of my friends’ households as well.

I mean, California is on fire half the time and gets Earth quakes. I think every place has pros and cons.

And I think what’s worse, it wasn’t just a bunch tweens going crazy for him, it was grown ass adult women. I recall an interview with him (I think it was him, but could be RPatz) a long time ago, and relayed a pretty crazy story about a middle aged woman giving him her bra.

Don’t worry. He seems to have the shovel in hand, and is still digging his hole. 

I get that it could be threatening and unpleasant to be followed and basically stalked by fans…could cause some trauma. Yes he made money, yes he got famous but he can be stressed…

Being a lawyer?

Totally valid. And I’ll admit I’m coming in way too strong as, having been around LA and subject to the weird hanger on culture it lives off of, it’s a bit personal; I have a former close friend who purpose sought to get pregnant by any level of celebrity because (and I shit you not she said this) “it will be good for

The question isn’t how much lower can he go, but how much lower we can. Remember, after all, that this asshole was elevated to Jesus-status for 15 minutes on the mass’s praise. And he was clearly just a slimeball from the get-go.

“How much lower can he go?” 

And if you really want it, the full transcript:

Hi everyone, my name’s Meredith with Lifehacker.com and today we’re talking about all the ways you might be making your house look cheap and tacky. It’s great to make sure that your home feels like you, but at the same time there’s some decorating choices that can make

I thought their specialty was soggy fish and fries covered in vinegar.

Glad someone said it. OP’s completely wrong.

Pro tip: When it snows hard enough, you might not see footprints or fresh shoveling even 10 minutes after they happen. Source: Living in Maine.