Showing posts with label UMA's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label UMA's. Show all posts
Thursday, June 24

postheadericon UMA's say what?


Oh my god, Rotspotters, it's been such a busy week for Uncle Eddie. I've been fighting a vicious Yeti with Rotty, and Tila found out I'm really the "leader of the Resistance" and that I'm a 16 year old named Chandall (no, I'm not kidding, she really thinks that - that post will be up soon, I give it to Rotty). Ugh, it's a hard knock life for a 16 year old leader, especially when they're 27 and GODDAMMIT TILA THERE'S NO LEADER, THIS ISN'T YOUR RETARDED ARMY.

Anyway, I've been working on this post for days, making sure everything is nice and legally golden for me to post. Enjoy it, fuckers.

So let's start with the other day, when Tila was going on and on about her upcoming UK tour, where she's going to perform at the UMA's.


Heh, well okay Tila. Right. So immediately everybody starts pointing out that the UMA's aren't until September. This is, of course, more of Tila's famous embellishing, because what she really means is that she's performing at the launch party which is in July.

Anyway, soon after, I start getting emails and DMs on twitter that people have emailed the UMA's to voice their concern. I want to make very clear that nobody at the ROTSPOT sent them to email, they did this of their own accord and wanted me to know. Fine, right? I mean, I don't care if you email until the cows come home, especially when it was done out of genuine concern like this one I got:


Here's another one that was sent out and then sent to me:


Cool. So I decided the best thing would be to sit back and wait to see what happened. And boy, rotspotters, I didn't have to wait long. That second email there? That one quickly received this as a reply:


Okay, so it just seems to be a form letter. But note that it does say that if the UMA's don't say it, don't believe it. No big deal, right? Right. Until that top email got this reply:


OH SNAP. What's that you always say, Tila? Pow? Well yes, then POW YOU STUPID CUNT. I guess your shit is finally coming back to bite you? Oh yeah, and what happened to your guest appearance you were supposed to do on Wendy Williams when you were in NYC? Same thing? Oh.

I encourage any of you NOT to send out emails just to be nosy little busybodies and try to screw things for her. Then she's right about all of us. HOWEVER, let me make this fucking crystal clear. If you have a genuine concern - which many of you do - then by all means you fucking email. You email, you call, you do anything you can. Some people may fault you for this - and some may fault me for this post - but you can all choke on Uncle Eddie's huge cock. And if you want your email featured here, don't hesitate to send that shit to me or any of us here.

Thanks for the emails, guys, you know who you are. Keep on fighting the good fight.



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