Nicole Kidman and husband, Keith Urban, apparently were back in Kidman's homeland recently, and decided to take in an Australian Rugby game. Or, more specifically, the CHAMPIONSHIP game. Now, although this game's notorioty in Australia is roughly equivilant to the Super Bowl here, Kidman was able to secure not just tickets for herself and Urban, but a whopping 10 tickets with just 48 hours notice. However, and this is where you can tell the difference between America's idea of celebrity privellage and that of the Aussies, when Kidman balked at the idea the tickets were at midfield, and not in a private box, the stadium owner politely invited her to watch the game at home. No more special treatment. No unlimited favors. Nothing. Basically, the guy bent over backwards once for her, and then shoved her ingratitude back in her face. ....
I have nothing but respect for the anonymous man. But then again, he's probably more wealthy than even the former Ms. Cruise here, owning a stadium and all. And come to think of it, that guy has never aided me to the point of sexual climax. So.. uh, yeah. Fuck that guy, then. And Nicole, you fuck me. There. I think I just straightened this whole unpleasantness out. Now, lets all sit down to a nice afternoon of rugby. Wait. What do you mean I don't get a private box?! You motor-boating son of a bitch.
Source (CrazyDaysandNights)...
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