This is actually getting funnier than the original crap we saw Tom Green do over at Spaceland last week. To revisit for those of you who might be just joining this insane li'l bit of starry stupidity, we first ran an item where one of our most trusted sources saw Green perform some stand-up. They despised it.
We ran their opinion, watched it ourselves, eh, wasn't as bothered by it, but we called Tom a has-been comic just the same. I'm a has-been asshole—hell, half this town's friggin' has-beens, as we've openly declared. Tom, apparently, wants Internet blood, as his frothing-at-the-mouse zealot followers have, as a result, sent me scathing homophobic diatribes I don't think Sarah Palin could ever hope to conjure up in her meaner coffeehouse moments.
And, as is so often the case in life, it's a small world, and (miraculously) turns out Tom and I share some of the same readers, who confirmed what I'd suspected in the first place: that Tom himself—according to these shared onliners—sent out word that I was to be hunted like a foie gras-ready golden goose.
Jeez, how gay can you get, Tommy? Like, I'd ever ask an Awful Truther to do my insulting for me. I'm a grown-up broad, I'll do it myself.