Out of all the flaky, mediocre, drug addled, self important, attention whore, fame hungry celebutards that creep and crawl through print, film and TV, we have to lose a truly remarkable, talented one. I mean this guy had it made. He was fortunate enough to escape the dreaded “teen movie hunk” stigma pretty early in his career. Got progressively better movie roles. Built a reputation as a great character actor. Got an Oscar nomination. He was the fucking Joker for god’s sakes! Even by watching the trailer you just know people are gonna go “Nicholson who?” after seeing The Dark Knight.
But shit happens.
We don’t know the true reason of his passing yet, but what pisses me off even more about his death is that there’s a lot of drug-addled, human garbage polluting Hollywood today, which for some fucked up reason find a way to NOT DIE on a daily basis. How that kind of disposable people manage to stay alive is beyond me. It seems their intense desire to be in the spotlight all the fucking time no matter how low they fall keeps them from ending their sad, worthless existence. Hell, you pick up a tabloid nowadays and half the people on the cover deserve to die much more than Heath did. Yet here they are, day after day, annoying the shit out of people with common sense and entertaining the braindead sheep that keep seeing their movies or buying their records or clicking on their name in every goddamn website.
Take these useless cuntbuckets for example. I would happily trade their life for Heath’s if it meant I wouldn’t have to put up with their sad attempts at staying relevant in society:

Amy Whorehouse

Yeah, you make good music. You’ve also spiraled into drugs so hard you could cancel a fucking tornado. The fact that you’re now a withering crack whore and you decide to stay that way and ruin your career makes me disregard any respect I had for your musical talent. The sad part is, you have enough talent to be a fucking legend if you wanted to. But you seem to have failed at life. If you’re gonna keep at it, ignoring your fans and embarrassing yourself in public, just finish the deed and overdose already.

Pete Doherty

Just look at this disgusting shit bag. By looking at him you just know he smells like cigarrettes, booze, urine and sweaty feet. I don’t even know how good of a musician he is (I refuse to listen to his band out of sheer repulsion), but if the only thing that makes you famous is your heavy dependence on drugs and your aversion to take a fucking shower, you are officially a waste of space on this earth. Off yourself. Painfully, if you please.

The whole cast of The Hills/Laguna Beach/Shitty scripted pseudo-reality TV shows

There is nothing more irritating than someone who think s/he’s entitled to fame. All this brood of reality TV douchebags have zero talent and nothing to offer in terms of entertainment except for pretty faces, pecs, boobs and ass. Why the hell are they famous?! Oh right. They’re being hyped and shoved on to us by MTV. And lord knows everything MTV pushes onto us sheep, we shall take it and ram it up our collective ass, no questions asked. Why won’t something go horribly wrong on one of those “reunion” shows and rid the world of these useless meatbags in one fell swoop?! I mean not even their organs would be worth the harvest since they’re so fucking spoiled anyway.

Flavor Flav

How desperate do you have to be to compete in a reality show just to be able to brag about having fucked one of the most heinous looking crackheads that ever “graced” reality television? This guy stopped being relevant before the 80’s ended for crying out loud! Humanity is truly in a sad state. No wonder there are so many movies about pandemics, alien attacks, decimation of the world’s population due to virus, zombie plagues or just flat-out losing the ability to procreate. I think that’s actually the Hollywood writers’ way of letting us see their most cherished desire. A swift, painful end to our fucked up existence.
Man, that was deep. I need a cigarrete.

Shitney

She may have entertained me more than I care to admit during her peak years, but her constant grabs for attention by playing the crazy card, neglecting her children and showing her vile predator mouth every chance she gets have already gotten on my last nerve. It’s obvious she’s not right in the head, and there were numerous bets that she would not get to 2008 alive. But the bitch is still at large. Still refusing help, still acting erratically, still calling up the papparazzi to get her pics even though she’s only going to fucking Starbucks, and yet she somehow manages not to off herself. What a damn shame.

Girl, either reinvent yourself, or go fuck yourself.

Lindsay Ho-han

Bitch, you can’t act. Or sing. Or stay sober. Get the fuck out. Spare us from having to hear your raspy drunk whore voice and cooking the mother of all plagues in that satanic melting pot you call a vagina.
YOU.
ARE.
NOT.
NEEDED.

Andy Dick

The ultimate waste of flesh and oxygen. This guy is beyond trainwreck, what with going to gay clubs, making out with drunken fratboys and getting kicked out of places for being a messy druggie bastard, and trying to convince everybody that he’s actually funny. Not to mention his 15 seconds of fame were up ever since Newsradio ended and he’s been desperately looking for a way back to the spotlight (and failing miserably, thank Xenu) ever since. Actually I think he’d be glad to die, just that he doesn’t have the balls to do it himself.

Vin Diesel

I mean, come on! the guy has only ONE facial expression. I’m pretty sure he’s expendable. The only redeeming factor is that he put together a gaming studio and “produced” a rather successful game for his own movie, “The Chronicles of Riddick”. But whenever I watch him act… just… No. Off with his head. I’m sorry.

I’m not even gonna mention Paris Hilton because it’s a common, widely known fact that 4 out of 5 people want that bitch dead and buried, along with her whole friends, family and dogs. If she manages to survive and procreate, it will be a sad day indeed for all of humanity. We might as well nuke the fuck out of each other the day one of her pregnancy test turns out positive.

I’m sure you can think of a shit-ton of famous people who deserved to OD more than Heath. he may have had his problems with addiction, but he kept it to himself, he chose not to whore out his image and problems in the media, was a good dad and made damn good movies.
They say Hollywood deaths always come in threes. Brad Renfro croaked. Then Heath. I am keeping my fingers crossed so that the third one turns out to be someone from the list above.

Wishful thinking.

Yerba mala nunca muere.

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