And she paid him (it? her?) to do it. Something about "performance art."
Hey. When you're 63, you takes your kicks where youse finds 'em.
I'm not sure what's more disturbing; this blog stooping lower than it's already award-winning mediocrity to post this drivel, or someone willfully divesting themselves of money to observe some pathetic character throw up, under the guise of 'entertainment.'
Maybe that's the thrill: cash for chunks. Although, there's many who would vomit on Sarandon gratis.
From Ben Shapiro at BH:
"Boiled down to its essence, this is just elitist claptrap. Unfortunately, it’s taken seriously by the vast majority of New York and Los Angeles artists, who somehow think it’s cool to be the object of transsexual chunk-blowing.
I’m not a transsexual, obviously, but I’ll make Susan Sarandon and her ilk this offer: I’ll vomit on them at any time, anywhere, so long as they say the same thing – that it’s avant garde performance art worthy of praise. Seriously. I have a very strong gag reflex. Which is just one reason the left’s version of art is so unbelievably hard to stomach."
Yup. And more proof that the liberal 'open mind' ledes to everything falling out.
