What's the point of. . .?

By Glamour Diva & galaxyMafia


. . .The guy who hit Stephen King in 1999 with a Dodge Minivan. . .

Dude, if you weren’t going to kill the bloke why’d you bother letting the dog distract you? Now, because of your haphazard attention to detail, the world still has to endure the prolific “Master of Horror”.

Because you and that Dodge Minivan of yours could only manage to leave King in a tangled heap on the side of the road with a broken leg and injuries that were, according to hospital officials, “orthopedic in nature”, I have to put up with this necromancer 1) in the back of my Entertainment Weekly magazine with his lame column, spewing tripe (which is one of the main reasons why I didn’t renew), 2) dissing the cell phone with his book, “Cell” about an electromagnetic pulse that turned folks into flesh-eating zombies because he doesn’t like cell phones and 3) going on and on to the point of myopia about LOST, which he thinks is the best damn show on television. King is a strange looking man, ghastly and gruesome, and yet he has a wife and has even spawned with her, and I could go on but, really, what’s the point?

copyright 2006. . .galaxyMafia. . .had to blog about something other than the damn ABs, doncha think?
 

2 comments so far.

  1. azuka 10:21 AM, November 15, 2006
    I've always preferred Koontz to King -- King's books don't scare me. He liberally sprinkles his books with four-letter expletives and talks about gross things -- the eye on the brain in The Dark Half and the flatulence and 'shit-weasels' in Dreamcatcher for example.

    And yeah, he's ugly!
  2. beautyinbaltimore 1:37 AM, November 16, 2006
    His wife is not ready for the magazines either. She is the female version of him.

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