Sweet googly moogly, what the blessed fuck is going on with Yoko Ono? It's not bad enough that this bitch of questionable talent is riding her dead husband's name (cough - Courtney Love- cough), and it's not bad enough that she's tea bagging of the memory of the Beatles with Cirque du Soleil Vegas glitter, but this bitch has to rape the environment as well.
Oh whoopee.
I usually go to TreeHugger to see how I can help the environment, things to avoid, and products to support for their good karma. They posted this wonderful reason (source: ContactMusic) to bitch slap Yoko so hard, she'll think she got fisted by Godzilla. I guess giving peace and love a chance is cool with this dried up goat as long as she gets to rape the environment in her Bentley Armitage.
Someone please dip this bitch in caustic lye, dump her in a compost pile, and take a shit on her. Believe you me, I'm all for good karma, but for the way she's shitting on John Lennon AND her inability to understand that we must do what we can to save the planet, I hope Yoko Ono's last memory is trying to scrape the dough for meth.
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Thursday, August 30, 2007
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