...and now, I am paid to create this sort of thing. It's oldish by internet standards, and it features my signature mediocre editing skills, but the shilling is so amusingly weird to me.
Sean Combs (is that what we're supposed to call him? Puffy? Diddy? Diddly Doodly?) made something like $300,000 in an hour from this home-shopping appearance. My favorite part is how he's phoning it in bored-style, while the effervescent host is talking in exclamation points the whole time. You know she thinks she's down. Also, the hug face creeps me out.
Sean Combs (is that what we're supposed to call him? Puffy? Diddy? Diddly Doodly?) made something like $300,000 in an hour from this home-shopping appearance. My favorite part is how he's phoning it in bored-style, while the effervescent host is talking in exclamation points the whole time. You know she thinks she's down. Also, the hug face creeps me out.
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