I Know Nothing About This Skeeve
…and really can’t see how sleeping with him is something any sane, marginally self confident woman would consider for a second. (Kcruella would succinctly describe his appeal as “I feel itchy”.) Upon further consideration, it seems not a single female matching that description has, so that explains that.
Carry on.
There’s a lot of reasons why I don’t follow a lot of the “entertainers” out and about today. This is one of them — bunches of ’em are untalented hacks who are better off singing for drinks at some sleazy dive.
Total scum.
Yet another minor “talent” that mistakes being edgy for being interesting.
Ugh. He’s a minor talent and, to quote our previous president, a major a**hole.
He’s a douche bag of a tool who would get his ass kicked by a girl scout. Why women go for these guys is a mystery.
Given the dating histories of these ladies I have to say that despite the many charms of Misses Aniston and Simpson were they to appear at my door and declare their passionate affection for me my first thought would be “good god, what awful character flaw have they found in me?”
You mean, you’d have to ASK?
I’ll get that list right out.
I’m laughing at him calling Jessica Simpson “like crack cocaine for me.” That is literally the inbred first-cousin of the “personal brand of heroin” comment from Twilight. Mayer essentially branded himself a sparkly emo girl-man vampire.
How can he be taken seriously as a blues guitarist after that? Epic Fail.
Just don’t get him or the music. But then I don’t see the attraction of Derek Jeter either.
Who?