I wrote a very riveting piece on Charli XCX last week. It was a bit of an expose, what I would call Journalism at it’s finest, my Pulitzer prize moment, or what I used to call my “Lewinsky”…which was a reference point to how DrudgeReport went famous on the internet and became household because of the Lewinsky coverage they had back before the internet existed, unless I am wrong about that fact, which would be unfortunate, since I use it when talking about a site going viral, something that’s never happened to me, not with the Kim K sex tape exclusive, or the Farrah Abraham sex tape exclusive, or really any of my sex tape exclusives, or daily coverage of nonsense…even though I once had 600,000 people visit the site in one day, which cost me a lot of money in server charges, that weren’t off set with advertising, because advertisers think I am porno…which is so fucking weird…while the actual porn star in the content I produce get paid millions…

SUSPISCIOUS….

But that Lewinksy moment happened, last week, when I wrote a first hand account of how I’ve actually seen Charli XCX perform at some event…which is really fucking weird because I don’t actually leave the house ever…and it was unmemorable…low quality…and a reminder that kids have no taste or standards…and while I wait for that Pulitzer to come in….I figure we should all just stare at her tits.

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