Tale of a Doucher..

Didn't want to believe it and then I read it

ovah here.
Then it was everywhere.

Next came this shit.

And then the final straw.

What a total fucking doucher. 




Seriously? 


You are going to cheat on Sandra Bullock? The nicest chick on the freaking planet? The one that was so incredibly eloquent and thoughtful during her award speeches? 

Who looks like a fox at 45? Who gushed about your awesomeness to everyone? 

The lady who had sex with hott Gosling?

I wonder if when you shed that tear at the Oscars, it was because of the VD you contracted from that ho you slept with and it burns when you sit for long periods of time or when you have to pee pee.


And yes she is a ho. Fo sho. A ho who will sell herself for a story.


And you texted her? 

Are you a RE-tard? For reals? 

Those texts are not invisible you know. Everyone can read them. She doesn't have a special fucking decoder ring that no one else has and will reveal your dirty birdness to only her.


And she targeted you, you fucking idiot! That ho got some cash, ruined your marriage and embarrassed your wife all in one fail swoop. 


All he needs to do now is watch some Dane Cook, hang out with Brett Ratner and listen to Puddle of Mud and he has completed the Doucher Quadfecta.


This Oscar curse is like 2012. 

I wonder if the Mayans wrote about this way back in the dizay.




I am perturbed by this whole travishamockery.