Zac Efron. Zac Efron. Zac Efron. PFFFT. The hair, the smile, the suit, the muscles, the age. GENTLEMEN, LETS NOT FORGET HE EARNED HIS NOTORIETY THROUGH HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!!
Imagine if George Clooney, or Brad Pitt, or Orlando Bloom or Hugh Jackman or Daniel Craig had earned their stripes by prancing around with basketballs in tune with descecratingly stereotypical pop music. Or by singing about soaring and crawling, flying and whining.
Ridiculous.
Why on earth are the even dancing with basketballs! Understood, dancing is art, but if I personally started popping or shuffling on the basketball court, all hell in the form of ten brutal preshowered teenage boys will come smashing down on me. And there he is, smilling ever so charmingly while bouncing his ball in rhythm. And to further add insult to injury, HE'S SINGING.
SPUTTER.
And here ol Zacy is on the cover of a sexually charged, sophisticated and luxurious fashion magazine for men with a looney smile plastered on his face! IMAGINE all the thirteen year old girls falling in love with what is to become an icon for his generation. Now all boys have to sport looney, geeky smiles with devil may care sloppy fringes and insanely hot bodies. Worse, they have to know how to sing diabolically addictive lollipopish songs.
Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful. THANK YOU ZAC! I am so jealous.
2 comments:
hahaha... this post made me laugh... i see someone's writing skills is improving greatly! capturing your audience's attention and keeping it there. :)
how's life been treating you?
Its been good! Thanks for the encouragement. I thought my writing skills were getting worse!
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