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I have nothing but pity for the likely to be soon former Mrs. Tiger Woods. What a sick side of Tiger to a) pull this when he had a gorgeous family + global respectability and b) have this come out in December.

http://www.ottawasun.com/news/columnists/earl_mcrae/2009/12/08/12086656.html from Columnists/Earl McRae (Iowahawk impostor?)

The longer the silence from Eldrick Woods, the worse it’s going to be for him.

Will we ever see him again?
Will we ever hear him again?

He needs to go public now, he needs to buy prime time on all the network and cable channels and radio stations around the world and deliver his mea culpa from behind a desk with Bill Clinton standing on one side of him, David Letterman the other.

I hear from the highest of inside sources that he’s soon going to.

In fact, the same source has sent me a copy of the speech he’s going to make.

Here, world exclusively, is what it says:

“Hi. I’m Tiger. Excuse my nervousness, but this is a huge moment for me. I want to start off by appealing for the impostor to give himself up. They say each of us on this planet has a clone somewhere, and obviously I have mine.

“Let me say as firmly as I can: I did NOT have sex with those women. My impostor has been shagging around the world using my name for years. That was NOT me that Elin chased down the driveway with a golf club. That was NOT me who took out the fire hydrant and tree. That was NOT me who was taken to hospital.

“It was my impostor. I was alone in the east wing of my mansion at the time watching a late night movie on TV. The impostor came through a window into the bedroom, jumped into bed with Elin, and when she told him — thinking it was me — ‘Not tonight, Tiger, I have a headache,’ he cursed her out hugely.

“Elin was so hugely furious that she grabbed one of my golf clubs and chased the impostor from the mansion. He grabbed my car key off a hook by the front door, jumped in my car, and took off. When Elin smashed the car window, he lost control, and you know the rest.

“When the impostor was released from hospital with Elin at his side, he just suddenly took off running across the dark parking lot, and disappeared. When Elin got home by taxi, I, of course — the real and innocent me — was there. She wouldn’t believe my story that I did NOT get there before her in another cab. Sadly, she still doesn’t.

“It’s been pure hell for me ever since. Even though it was an impostor, it’s MY reputation at stake so that’s why I’m doing damage control by paying off all the thousands of chicks claiming they were my shagees to shut up, say no more.

“All I’ve been doing is cutting personal cheques for those bimbos. Ten days ago I was worth a billion bucks, now I’m down to my last $50,000. If the rumours are true that German chancellor Angela Merkel, Baroness Margaret Thatcher, Candy Crowley, and the Canadian Women’s Hockey Team are next to claim steamy text messages, e-mails, phone messages, and motel room trysts with me, I’ll be applying for welfare by Christmas.

“Again, it’s that no-good impostor. This week, I was supposed to be best man at a friend’s wedding. I told him I won’t be there. I’ll be too busy sitting on my cot in the furnace room writing cheques. I want you all to know that the guy at the altar squeezing the bum of my best friend’s bride, nibbling her ear, and whispering ‘Mmmm, those are so HUGE,’ is not me, it’s my impostor.

“Should I ever return to golf, and you see me wearing sack cloth on Sundays instead of red, don’t jump to conclusions. It’s only out of sorrow for what the impostor has done to my reputation and financial bottom line.

“Finally, like O.J. Simpson, I promise to spend every moment of the rest of my life hunting down the impostor and bringing him to justice. That would be huge. Thank you.”

"The most was for a girl in Manhattan, he paid $15,000"

Prolly could get a dozen mail order brides for that. I'm just saying...

$15,000? That's even more than Spitzer got ripped off for. To think that he could of gotten it at home with his Sweedish blonde wife who's the mother of his children with for free.

"Will we ever see him again?
Will we ever hear him again? "

Will he ever go away? I mean, I can't stand golf. I hope he goes and he takes golf back to the marginal sport that it used to be with him.

You should read the link in my post to Posner's piece about the PGA and the whole corporate, PGA, players, supporters cover up. Frankly, I'm stunned but impressed. Who knew?? Golf!! for the love of God.

Woods was "created" much like Obama. The people around him were making far too much money off of his imagine to screw it up. The entire PGA tour was making too much money off of all the players to give up their seedy side. (Woods was not alone by any means.)

http://truthandcommonsense.com/2009/12/07/tiger-woods-update-when-you-are-wrong-you-are-wrong/

http://truthandcommonsense.com/2009/12/09/tiger-woods-and-obama-the-common-thread-of-covering-up-failure/

"Tiger sometimes liked them two at a time and dug the girl-on-girl action."

Seriously, can you show me a straight non-beta-male who doesn't? Girls, let me tell you something: Any guy who says he doesn't like girl-on-girl is either lying or Teh Ghey.

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