Date: October 20th, 2009 3:55 PM Author: Poppy bossy space volcanic crater
He fucked up, sure, but I have no interest in the ongoing attacks that XO likes in this case. He's nothing great, but has entertained me. I wish he hadn't fucked himself over so horrifically.
Date: October 20th, 2009 3:55 PM Author: Poppy bossy space volcanic crater
Seriously, any recommendations? I get bored a lot and am bad at searching for stuff.
Right now my other main go tos are failblog, fmylife, canitapthat, postsecret, textsfromlastnight, philalawyer, and probably a couple others. Mostly inane shit, but I don't expect high commedy.
Date: October 20th, 2009 4:00 PM Author: Vigorous Outnumbered Native
Yeah, the movie's in the shitter, but his book sales skyrocketed to #1 on the NYT. So all the actors, producers, etc. are getting the shaft, and he's rolling in the residual money.
Date: October 20th, 2009 4:08 PM Author: Maroon trailer park
yeah, obviously the dude isn't going poor anytime soon. but he wasn't going poor anytime soon before the movie. what's so funny about this is he had this idea that he could rise above his station in life, sell his tired image not just to a bunch of early-20s ex-frat boys willing to eat this shit with a spoon, but sell it to mainstream america. and it looks like the verdict is in. so now he's started blaming circumstances, other people, anything but the fact that it's now clear that despite this nation's predilection for sex comedies and toilet humor, tucker max is not something people want to pay to listen to.
sure, he's still #1 on the NYT nonfiction paperback list. but look what's behind him. the tipping point? when did that book even come out? i would be interested to see gross weekly sales figures. i doubt these book sales represents any serious cashflow for him.
Date: October 20th, 2009 4:00 PM Author: orange field cuckold
He sold out his core fanbase because he was so certain mainstream success would be easily attained. Now no one in Hollywood will finance any project of his, his fanbois feel betrayed, and at best, he's got one or (maybe) two more books he can milk out of his life. How many more times can a man in his mid-30's write about how totally fucked up (brah) he got?