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Monday, September 20

postheadericon Guest Post: Who is Mr. Bradshaw?


Here is a guest post, highlighting the LUXURIOUS and SENSUAL Mr. Bradshaw.  It was written by my facebook husband/internets lolyer, Jon Bukan.


Well HELLO Gems! It's ME.. your bedazzling cohort, The Other Mr. B.. Bukan that is. And today GEMS, we are going to have a little look at our favourite glue gun fashonista. Mr. Bradshaw. Stylist to the Stars. Ok, Stylist to quite a few celebs that no one likes/cares about/ are washed up.

Oh and If I jump from the first to the Third person, try to keep up. It's how we do it in WeHo.
( er, West Hollywood for all those in Ohio )

I have personally always had a soft spot in my heart for La Bradshaw. I don't know if its his eyebrows that are clearly drawn on with a Sharpie. Or could it be the Vaseline slick pout that he pulls like a 15 yearold girl EVERYTIME he gets his photo taken? I don't know. Maybe it's the fact that he mistakes self importance for self belief. Whatever.




But what is this? Could it be true? The screen shots my fellow Rot Spotters have collected tell us GASP* that the biggest Gem Of Them All has left the Condomansion? Oh dear readers, so it aint so!

It seems that Tila has worked her magic again and one more gay hits the dust. And boy has Tila gone through our beloved gays.

First there was Leo Madrid. Ahhh Leo, Tila's handy assistant. We actually liked Leo. We thought not only was he cute, he had smarts. We could not understand for the life of us why such a talented guy would hook up with a noxious shred of psychotic rat shit like Tila. But a girls gotta eat, right Leo? After a very few months, we saw Mr. Madrid use that talent to move on to better and let's face it, cleaner pastures. Saying that, every single picture of Leo at a club with Tila looked like he wanted to kill himself from the shame of being seen with her.




And then we started to notice something interesting. Something with quite large eyebrows. Something that wore accessories that were Bedazzled within an INCH of their lives. Something with a forehead that you could shine till it glowed in the dark. The One and Only Mr. Bradshaw. Who is he? Where did he come from? Are those heels he was wearing?

The truth is, Mr. Bradshaw is a stylist with, in our humble opinion Gems, not alotta style. In fact (and here is a secret) Mr. Bradshaw is not really named Mr. Bradshaw at all. Just plain old Anthony. But Yanno, everyone wants their 15 minutes and Tony (as I like to call him) found his 3 and a half dressing Tila in the most style free outfits he could possibly dream up. In fact, one night after I plucked Uncle Eddies toe hair and poured him a glass of Blue Nun we decided that Tony was dressing Tila like a douche bag for the fun of it. I mean Tony, were you in fact high when you put her in that Belt 'O Bra getup?




There were other issues for us. We often felt like stealing his Bedazzling gun and stomping it into small pieces when he would use the term of endearment “Gem” for all of his 3,000 followers on Twitter. Oh and by the way, any one who he considers a Jelis Hater is called a Pebble. So yeah. Guess that's us Rotspotters. Pebbled. But moving on.

HAI ANTHONY YOURE NOT LADY GAGA. You have not quite earned the privilege of naming your *cough* fans.

And there was the singing. For the love of Jesus, Mary and Joseph. It sort of speaks for itself.





But enough about that. Lets just pop a bottle of our best Faygo and be the first to congratulate Mr. Bradshaw for coming to his ever loving senses as he seems to have dropped Tila like a he would drop a house on a witch. We don't know why, we don't care why! We just know that Tila took to her blog and made it fact. Good enough for us here at the Rot Spot!

But beware Mr. Bradshaw, Tila likes to plot her revenge. I would click my heels as fast as I can sister, and get the hell out of Oz.

She may get you and your little dog too!

UPDATE PEBBLES: 

And this is breaking news. As opposed to breaking wind. Our beloved Mr. Bradshaw has come out of the fakey name closet. He has, after much reading of the Rot Spot, decided to change his name to Anthony B. No really. And innit crazy how all of the sudden, hours after we posted he decided to change it up? Coincidence? I think NOT. Anywho my little bedazzled cousins, have a gander at this update on his website. Mind your ears, they might bleed.





Thursday, August 19

postheadericon Wet Dreams Really Do Come True


OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD.  We got it.  We got a video of Tila being hit in the face.



It's at about 38 seconds, for those of you who can't stomach hearing her "sing" and just want to see it slam her in the head.  I can't tell what it is.  I can't tell if it's an egg, or a cup of something, but it makes a big splash and DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN I hope it's fucking urine.  Congratulations on whoever threw it, because not only did you ruin Tila's cheap ass polyester hair, but you gained my infinite respect through lolz. 

Enjoy, Rotspotters!  Also, enjoy this badass picture of Tom Green narrowly escaping a bottle of Faygo!

Thanks to our reader spnmedia for sharing the link!  It's epic!  I'm going to have great dreams tonight.

Update! 
Here's a second video.  It's pretty far away, but I want you guys to notice a few things.  One, when she gets hit, she says something like "My hair STILL looks pretty."  Ha.  Yes, Tila.  Keep fucking taunting them.  Secondly, you can really hear the reaction she's getting from the crowd.  


GODDAMMIT TILA, THEY DIDN'T WANT YOU THERE.  IT DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU SPELLING "INSANE CLOWN POSSE" INCORRECTLY, AS YOU TWEETED EARLIER.  

I DOUBT MOST OF THEM KNEW ABOUT THAT, AND BY THAT TIME THEY WERE ALREADY PLANNING THIS.  THEY DIDN'T WANT YOU THERE BECAUSE YOU FUCKING SUCK.  YOU'RE A STUPID WHORE AND EVERYBODY KNOWS IT.  By the way, ever notice how Tila reacts like a child when things don't go her way?  "Oh yeah?  Well your event was shitty anyway and nobody would ever go to it!"  Don't make me list all of the acts that have performed there over the years, Tila.  You fucking know I will.

And another thing.  Over the past few days I've seen A LOT of stuff from the juggalos.  I've talked to them on Twitter.  I've visited their websites.  And so when I see this:

I know Tila is openly mocking them.  That's right, guys, she's STILL taunting them.  3 things.  #1: I've noticed the juggalos always refer to themselves as "fam."  Granted, they're not the only group that does this.  However, #2: I've seen them OVER AND OVER AND OVER use the phrase "whoop whoop" lately.  I don't know what it means - hopefully I can get a juggalo to tell me.  But putting that together with #3: she's obviously talking about her lolsuit when she references "#justice," and putting them all together...yeah, that's directed entirely at the juggalos.  Jesus, Tila, you're still trying to piss them off?  Do you really think that's a smart move?  Some of them want you dead, Tila, and by their own hands.  LITERALLY.  Like, when I say I want to curb stomp you with stilettos, I don't literally mean I'm going to wait outside for you and do it.  And I probably wouldn't do it if we ever ran into each other.  Probably.  But some of these people, Tila, they FOR SERIOUS want to kill you.  So keep antagonizing them, princess dumbass, and see where it gets you.


And on that note?  Go choke on a fucking cock and die, gutterslut.



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