Posted on 02/22/2005 9:35:28 PM PST by freedom44
Cher has better pipes (singing voice) than Britney, I haven't heard J-Lo sing enough to rate her.
hee hee! Our CPR instructor was explaining to us how to decide where to do chest compressions - the point is right between the nipples. "Of course," he added, "that's a little trickier to decide on ol' Aunt Bertha."
Do you ever get a load of that original shnazz?
She could open doors with it.
As far as acting, Cher wins hands down.
As far as Ho'in, I think Cher has the edge but just because of time on the court. I figure J-Lo and Britney will surpass Cher easily as time passes.
By the way, when the hell is her "farewell" tour gonna end and she finally goes away?
Silkwood...Mask...Moonstruck.
Hasn't Cher also taken nasty, clueless swipes at President Bush?
Grammy Parties: JLO, AOL And Other Initials (2002)
How different is the record industry from the movie business? Plenty. And Grammy night vs. Oscar night tells the story so well. If it's possible to find a group of tackier dressers than the Grammy attendees, I'd like to see them. As Wednesday night wore on, the number of breast implants, cheap dresses, and nose jobs became impossible to count as the record labels threw their various celebratory parties.
As one wag quipped, "It's hard to tell the literal prostitutes from the figurative ones."
Cher: : "Has everyone lost their f--king minds? Doesn't anybody remember the illustrious Reagan-Bush years when people had no money and no jobs? What has happened to people's memories? It's like they all have Alzheimer's or something ... I don't like Bush. I don't trust him. I don't like his record. He's stupid. He's lazy."
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22-10 = 12.
57 - 52 = 5
OK, now tell us how you manipulated the space-time continuum.
Cher's the original *Clueless.*
And the way she sucked up all the air at Sonny's funeral, right in the face of Sonny's wife, made me fume.
Yes indeed. Why, has somebody called her intelligent? :)
Listed below is a message posted on Jump the Shark website regarding the Sonny and Cher "Comedy" Hour. I dont know the author but it's hilarious.
The 1970s were responsible for a phenomenon: the rise of the variety hour. It seems that every mediocre one hit wonder was given a chance at bat. See: Bobby Goldsboro. See: Tony, Orlando and Dawn. See: Donnie and Marie. That the bombastic, mono-noted freak Cher was ever given a recording contract is amazing in itself, but the fact that the horse-faced, droop-eyed monstrosity was placed in front of a camera (and continues to be today), is just plain baffling. Her career is obviously either protected by a pact with Satan, or by her sleeping with the same entertainment executive who was so seduced by Sarah Jessica Parker years later that he invited her to take the bag off her head for all of us to enjoy. Even more likely is that she was forced on the network by the Oakland Hell's Angels, who found her a little too "rough around the edges" to hand out with them. Sonny at least knew he was not a versatile entertainer, and chose to go into politics, where he belonged. Cher, on the other hand, still hasn't figured out when to quit (1974, honey). Here's a rundown of a typical Sonny and Cher Comedy Hour, for those of you not able to catch them the first time around. I'll set the visuals for you. A horrible, chrome and glass abortion of set design, perfectly representing the ethos of the 70s. Sonny wears either horrible formal wear or funky 'hippie' styles designed by a 75-year-old member of the Nearsighted Network Costumers League. Bob Mackie has a tall order to meet, but comes through every week, designing clothing for Cher which is gaudy enough to distract the audience from her face, but not shiny enough to confuse air traffic approaching LAX. Opening bit: some old vaudevillian gag. First musical number: Cher yells and Sonny drones for four minutes, accompanied by the network orchestra. First "comedy" number: Stupid bit aimed at nine year olds. Cher can't read the cuecards from where she's standing, so she just laughs instead. Musical number: Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves, or I Got You Babe. Second "comedy" number: Sonny and Cher and their special guest star tell bad jokes for three minutes. The whole skit leads up to some stupid pun. Musical number: Cher yells again, this time with the orchestra and a team of dancers who make "Tiny Talent Time" look like the freakin' Bolshoi. Comedy Number: I was usually throwing up in the bathroom by this point, so I can't accurately describe it. Musical number: Sonny and Cher sing a tender melody, as only they can, to Chastity Bono, who drools and farts in their arms, and stares directly into the camera the whole time, probably already plotting her revenge. Musical number: either I Got You Babe or Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves. Final number: Cher yells. (I have a recurring dream that I'm at a Malibu party in a gorgeous beach-house. Everything's going great until I accidentally walk into a room containing Cher and Michael Bolton, who are having a huge argument. But that's my own cross to bear). Quite possibly the worst show ever inflicted on the American Public, and I'm including "That's My Mama".
Meoooowwww. ;-)
She's the one using "star-time". :)
I personally hate the song, which is why I said "ick". I'm actually glad you're not inspired to use it! I don't know if it's all the annoying talking or that guy's voice, but it just grates...
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