If that wildly unentertaining faux celebrity we’ve collectively agreed to refer to as Perez Hilton can gain notoriety by poorly photo shopping cumshots and 4th grade fart joke commentary onto someone elses pictures like some retarded john madden, maybe this can be my chance to be the voice of the counter culture hungry to indict pop culture for its affront to good taste. I’m speaking directly of the MTV awards that I voluntarily but painstakingly endured tonight.
Keith from Every Time I Die couldn’t have summed up the VMAs better!! Last night the VMAs turned into the TRL Awards. If you hated it as much as I did, please read on!
