Showing posts with label Russ Smith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Russ Smith. Show all posts

Friday, October 2, 2009

Oh, Daddy!

Sir Russ Smith on the British press and on Rod Liddle's take on Elton John -- and, oh yeah, slebutards adopting homeless waifs.
"Sir Elton has made his bed, a very comfortable bed, and he should lie in it. It is no use suddenly deciding at the age of 63 that he has missed out; children are time-consuming, they demand sacrifice, the stuff he was not prepared to give [earlier in his life]. There are plenty of other things he can have to keep himself cheerful, anyway. Not so long ago, he was seen trying a very expensive Tom Ford fragrance, 'orchid voile de fleur,' which had the subtle aroma—the critics said—of a man's crotch. I do not know which man's crotch: hopefully for Elton's sake, not mine."





It's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back, ain't it.