Oh, Rosie O'Donnell. You had us with your fun and fresh talk show, then you lost us with that whole "lying gives you cancer" business, then you had us again when you came out, then you lost us again with that weird '80s asymmetrical lesbian haircut, then you lost us even more with your mildly psychotic free-verse blog. And then, you really, really lost us when you bought the rights to, produced and cast yourself as an unattractive, loud and obnoxious -- er, I mean "life-affirming" -- retarded woman with a public transportation fetish in the made-for-television pile of cat vomit known as Riding the Bus with My Sister. If at any point after you thrill us with the dulcet tones of your singing voice in the Broadway revival of Fiddler on the Roof you want to stop unleashing your creative talents on the world, we're totally okay with that.(Ooh, second appearance of the word "vomit" on this blog today... and you know how I feel about un-hot eggs, even before they've gone bad.)
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
"Loud and obnoxious — er, I mean 'life-affirming.'"
Television Without Pity comes out with its TWoP Staff Special Achievement Awards, including one for Rosie O'Donnell, which they meanly call "The 'Stinkier Than a Day-Old Deviled Egg' Award":
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bodily fluids,
cats,
vomit
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