Breaking: John Mayer is still a Douchebag
For those wondering, the latest issue of Rolling Stone confirms that soulless guitar twat John Mayer is still the personification of the word douchebag.
Is the word “douchebag” overused, like so many claim these days? Played out? Not so long as this self-obsessed narcissist, with his Stackhousian quotes, is on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
From the Mayerbag’s carefully constructed “I don’t care about my image” image, to his claims to be a “geek” because he watches porn and plays PS2, to his “wounded soul” shtick to get laid, this preening fraud hack echoes the guitar greats in sound, but not talent. His is a soulless echo of the mass media age. Mylie Cyrus has more musical integrity.
When you carefully blur the line between irony and sincerity in service of the self like some postmodern pastiche of “rock star,” you display the ultimate Jersey Shore of the soul.
You lick donkey nutsack, Mayerbag. You’re not as smart as you think you are, you’re not as clever as you think you are, and you’re not as talented as you think you are.
Now get off my magazine covers and go back to stalking stripper poon in Vegas while your fame runs dry.
