When did reporters become the subject of masturbatory masters of self-love? We don't give a shit who you are or who your momma is, just write the damn story. Now, when it comes to sexy bloggers and their glamorous drinking exploits and late-night 'after-parties' with hookers...that we want to hear about.
you sexy blogger, you.
Awwwww.... It's his first column. Give him a break. He'll figure out your URL.
Maybe then he'd get something to write about other than his name.
OMG, Pinky. That is just awful. What does the W in my name stand for? Why do we care?