I just read that an English tv-station is going to sell something from Robert De Niros body on auktion.
He’s kidney stone to be precisely.
Would you buy it?
Can you come up with something else weird you would buy?
That might not even be the actual stone he passed, since, you know, I heard tings…I heard tings…
Whoever passed that boulder, all I can say is OUCH!
Brrrrrrr.
I would not buy such a thing, regardless of who produced it. Now, if someone like actress Claire Forlani were selling something like cervical cells, and I could retrieve them myself, I would certainly buy them.
Given all the problems De Niro has had of late with that stand-in going around impersonating him, I just don’t think I would take anyone’s word for it that it was authentic.
What is it with this immensely sad obsession with actors and other celebrities who don’t contribute anything to the world? Except perhaps to soak up all our wealth and some very misguided peoples adulations.
Okay, so De Niro is a good actor, but I wouldn’t hero worship a dentist who was good at his job (although I know a very fit female dentist who I might consider getting on my knees for). And I think I’d be right in saying that the world would be a better place if it were populated with dentists and no actors rather than actors and no dentists.
Let’s face it, it’s not as if De Niro, Brando, Pacino, and Reeves (of Matrix fame, who is, by the way, the WORST major movie actor I’ve EVER seen) have contributed anything useful to my life by appearing on and in shows and magazines who seem to believe that these people are somehow wonderful examples of the perfect human existence.
Sadness.
Extreme sadness.
…some twat will pay half a year’s average salary for that stone no doubt.