Sometimes...
I think I need to stop reading Perez Hilton and move to Europe. At the very least, I should stop reading Perez Hilton.
It's bad enough that I waste my time scrolling past posts about teenage hasbeens-in-training while searching for one item on the further adventures of Pete Doherty (not a lot of those lately). Today, though, I think was the final straw. Today, he poo-pooed Tintin to the sound of Perezophiles asking "What's that?"
It's bad enough that I waste my time scrolling past posts about teenage hasbeens-in-training while searching for one item on the further adventures of Pete Doherty (not a lot of those lately). Today, though, I think was the final straw. Today, he poo-pooed Tintin to the sound of Perezophiles asking "What's that?"
posted by liz o. at
12:48 PM
4 Comments:
Omg...I forgot it was a comic and was thinking about the singer.
Sheeeeet, I thought Tin Tin was a dog.
I thought everyone read Tintin as a kid. I guess that is what happens when you're the daughter of a confirmed comic book geek.
I haven't read the comics in years, but am going to re-read them. They were really good. It's basically historical fiction with lots of international intrigue.
I learned about Tintin in French class. We never read comics in French. We did watch Jean Cocteau movies.
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