The World's First Anti-Social Networking Site

This blog is the start of what we hope will become the world's first anti-social networking site. It is not a place to make friends. It is a place to make fun of all of the douchebags that take themselves way too seriously; politicians, celebrities, and those hoping to make themselves famous on the net. You know, those people who have 1,000 friends or create YouTube videos hoping they will get noticed.

This is the place where you can come to make fun of those people. Unlike Digg.com and similar sites, we want to see the worst the Web has to offer. Those people who are just screaming "make fun of me." That's what this site is about.


And you can start with us. What kind of pathetic people take the time to register and create a Web page with an obvious typo?

Tell us how much you hate us at imrubberyourglue@gmail.com


Thursday, June 11, 2009

The Bitch Who Won't Eat Ham

I've called out Gwyneth Paltrow before. I've ranted about her asinine GOOP newsletter, her diet, and most of all, the giant stick up her ass. But Gwyneth doesn't know me and I'm not famous, so since then I've been waiting around for someone better to say the same thing.

Anthony Bourdain, you remain one of my heroes.

(And not just because Brad describes me as "Like Anthony Bourdain with a great rack.")

On the topic of Spain...On the Road Again, the travel/food show she's on with Bourdain's friend Mario Batali, Bourdain said "Why would you go to Spain with the one bitch who refuses to eat ham?"

According to Perez Hilton, Gwyneth's macrobiotic diet forbids her from eating meat and she has claimed that she will not eat meat during the show. Which is about food. In Spain. Where one of their proudest culinary traditions is curing pork.

Why would Gwyneth be there at all? She's allegedly friends with Mario Batali, but I can't imagine her eating or drinking anything worthwhile at all, let alone any of the delicious, fatty, creative, decidedly un-blessed-by-a-Kabbalah-leader stuff in Spain and be fun enough to be a travel companion. I mean, she'd be great to take with you to a colonic spa, but Spain? Mario, wtf?

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