So Tara Reid, off in Chicago, is asked to host a NY eve celebration. Who? I don’t know either. But that’s because I’m a man. Were I a teen-age girl, no doubt I could tell you Tara’s favorite nail-polish color and sexual position.
Unfortunately, nearly 5,000 people, plus those watching on television were subject to Ms. Reid’s peculiar version of the number system:
10, 9, 8, 6, 5, … 53 52 51 29 28 27 56 41…
You can’t make stuff like this up. I mean you could buy a $0.19 timepiece in Shanghai that could count down to New Years better than this!
Maybe she was drunk. That’d at least be a manly excuse. Oh well, fortunately she was saved in the end by men shouting out the numbers for her.
See Tara Reid (and wolfe’s new blog) try to count here.
-wolfe