The tabloids can make drama themselves and keep the story going if it's profitable. They can have stories about how Tiger's life is down the toilet without his wife and kids, how Elin is "showing Tiger a thing or two" by moving on with her life or dating a new guy, etc. Look at all the endless stories about Jennifer Aniston's connection with Brad and Angelina. Aniston is usually in a different country than the couple, she and Brad don't share a kid or something that would mean continued ties, and the divorce was years ago.
Walk away, Elin. Take your husband to the cleaners then give the cash to charity. Be the hero to your kids and to us and you will be rewarded with the respect, comforts, and privacy you deserve.
Hamilton -- but wait! There's some significant shit going on that gives us a STAGE FIVE
One of his fucking doctors was just busted trying to enter the US from Canada carrying Human Growth Hormone shit... so now there'll be a bunch of asterisk talk on all his great records and his amazing performance. (Have you seen how built that motherfucker is lately? Wha, he been hittin' the gym?)
So not only is he a scumbag for cheating on his wife with nasty ugly whores, there's the potential for his whole golfing career to be thrown into question -- making him super-Überdouche of the decade.
@lobstr: Unless Tiger's fixers can silence the murmuring, the rumors about HGH and other drug use (and how much Elin knows) will at least keep this story on the sports radar for awhile.
He should have just gone the route of Jeter and stayed single. He could have boned all the hot chicks he wanted, not cheated on his wife, kept a clean image (Jeter is proof that's possible), continued dominating, etc etc.
@FitnessMadeSimple: One of the best stories ever about Jeter-I have a friend who slept with him and amongst other hilarities, she wakes up, he is gone, she is escorted out by security and given a gift bag full of Jeter memorabilia. I've seen it. Hilarious. And I still love him!
her divorcing him is golf's only chance of getting him back.
(p.s., as my mother always tells me--who would know because she is one--don't fuck with a swedish girl)
@manchops: Truth. Swedish girls are righteous. She'll take her kids to her new house in Sweden and live better than the queen. He made this mess, now she's going to clean up.
Doesn't Tiger usually wear his hat facing forward? Maybe that's the sign of the douche: when you start a-cheatin' you turn your hat backwards, Jon Gosselin style.
@Mike Jahn: Hmmm....I never noticed it before, but he always does look really clean and like his clothes have been freshly pressed. You'd never catch John Daly looking like that.
Perhaps after the massive public humiliation he's just experienced, Tiger will get all Zen about things. He might hunker down and really make an effort to further hone his talent for golf. In doing so, he might become an even more dominating presence in the sport, reaching new heights of success never thought possible. And maybe he'll come out gaining some lasting wisdom from his experience; perhaps he'll even redeem himself with his family, friends and peers.
Or he might just keep boning skanks. You never know.
@lobstr: I own the IKEA brand lingonberry preserves. Makes a hellauva sauce for most any meat product...except maybe Spam. Spam may not be meat. What is Spam anyway? So, yeah, lingonberries = good.
@Spirit Fingers: here here -- and then there's the lingonberry juice they have in the sodee fountain.
my favoritestest Ikea restaurant fare is this little chocolate pie wedge that's remnant of Little Debbie Star Crunches, and it's like $2. Umpfh. I believe it's called Svalbärschokolätæn .. (or is that what they call the blue plastic 3 foot whisk?)
Well, that depends on whether or not there's anything to the steroid investigation, right? Can you imagine what happens if the divorce proceedings unearth evidence of his drug use?
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Apparently this is how you would report the leveling of Pompeii:
Stage One: a bunch of Romans just doing their daily routine, chillaxing when some Volcano hiccups.
Stage Two: WTF!? There's molten ash falling everywhere! What is this crap?
Stage Three: Um, omg, Hot lava is raining down on us and melting the entire world. Yawn.
Stage Four: No drama, so some lava exploded and flowed down upon an entire civilization and preserved it for eons. End of story. Move on.
Hello! You need a clue ;)
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Or something like that. Thank you, Seth Meyers.
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One of his fucking doctors was just busted trying to enter the US from Canada carrying Human Growth Hormone shit... so now there'll be a bunch of asterisk talk on all his great records and his amazing performance. (Have you seen how built that motherfucker is lately? Wha, he been hittin' the gym?)
So not only is he a scumbag for cheating on his wife with nasty ugly whores, there's the potential for his whole golfing career to be thrown into question -- making him super-Überdouche of the decade.
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This ain't goin nowhar anytime soon, trust me..
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You are so wise, Jeter.
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(p.s., as my mother always tells me--who would know because she is one--don't fuck with a swedish girl)
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Maybe now that his beard is ridin' the reindeer home to Herringville after the holidays we'll hear something.
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Or he might just keep boning skanks. You never know.
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The world isn't fair.
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my favoritestest Ikea restaurant fare is this little chocolate pie wedge that's remnant of Little Debbie Star Crunches, and it's like $2. Umpfh. I believe it's called Svalbärschokolätæn .. (or is that what they call the blue plastic 3 foot whisk?)
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