Please Steven Tyler go away!
It’s your turn now!
So far I had a relatively good week. It looks like Lindsey “Ho-han” is gonna see some decent time in the slammer for grand larceny in L.A. and her “acting career”, for a serious lack of a better word(s) (which was dead long ago), was “re-confirmed buried” this week by all media sources.
Chuck Sheen’s show “2.5 Men” got the Paul Bunyan axe as well from CBS, successfully murdering the re-animated corpse of an acting gig Jon Cryer had enjoyed since 2003 and “with fingers crossed” – X – the career of the “now big .5 man” spermazoid (aka – chromosome missing squeeze puppet) Angus T. Jones. I mean come on; the show should have been called 3.0 Men long ago…now it is “3 Men – Six Feet Under”. Thank you lord for answering my prayers………I’ll throw in a few dozen Hail Mary’s tonight if you can just do me one more “solid” and kill the Cake Boss by 11:59pm hours on Saturday night! I’ll gladly settle for a heart attack, fire, car accident, anything,
Anyway, back to Tyler, I fall off track from time to time when talking about assholes.
The best thing that EVER came out of Stevie “literally” was his daughter Liv, and the song Sweet Emotion. Just looking at Tyler for a microsecond the obvious is crystal clear (even though Steve looks like he is on Crystal Meth), it seems like it is a good time to hang up the silk scarves. When you start to look like a “rusty old tranny” from the “The Village” circa “The Stonewall Riots” era then its time to sit back, relax, soak the dentures in Polident, and stock up on the depends as you drift out to the pasture.
These old rockers, in exception for a few still going strong and looking good just like Mick Jagger, Rod Stewart, and Lemmy, don’t know when the game is over. Usually the first sign for S.T. was when his life long friends and band mates in Aerosmith finally got sick of him and gave him the flip-flop. Granted, Tyler fell off the stage a few times during gigs last year and was carried off by EMT’s and failed to commit to contractual band obligations, thus; discrediting and selling out his “Rock Star” title by appearing as a judge on American Idol. I don’t know who did more vomiting, Karen Carpenter after a hearty meal or Joe Perry and Aerosmith around Steven Tyler? And the devil horns man that is so cliché. Tyler’s not the little devil he once was, so please Steve do us all a favor and put yourself out of our misery already. Finish your gig on American Idol and then take those “tranny lips” and kiss the world good-bye!
UPDATE: Well Steve seems to be doing well…guy was on Oprah the other day for some interview, he rehashed old stories that were published already in other trash rags and he owns part of a custom Chopper shop in Boston. Old dogs in drag never die…too bad!
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