Tuesday, 14. February 2012
It’s one thing to lose your wife to another man; it’s another thing to lose your wife to a famous rock star; it’s not even in the same fucking universe as a thing when you lose your wife to a famous rock star and they rub it in your face with softcore music video.
That is the story of 15-minutes-of-fame couple Tareq and Michaele Salahi. After using Tareq to get rich, and kind of famous by crashing a party at the White House and getting on one of those Real Housewives shows, she leaves him – without telling him – for Journey’s Neal Schon. And just in case the media didn’t pick up that story a couple month’s ago, Tareq is suing Schon:
Journey guitarist Neal Schon has been hit with a $50 million lawsuit from his girlfriend’s estranged husband.
According to the suit, the former couple was offered the chance to participate in Australia’s “Dancing with the Stars” but TV bosses rescinded their offer after learning of Michaele’s affair.
Tareq is also suing for conspiracy to defame and accuses the rocker of interfering with a contract. He is also seeking $450,000 in punitive damages. (sfgate)
Dude, Tareq, man… come on dude, just let it go. You’re looking like a chump here. You’ve got money, right? So, forget this chick, man. Go to a club, and get your picture taken by TMZ with some skanky Hollywood cocktail waitress. They love guys with money who’ve been on TV.
Friday, 26. March 2010

Success! Michaele Salahi, that old broad who snuck into the White House pre-party for the State Dinner with her husband, got what she wanted, from this story:
Michaele Salahi, 44, will be one of the “Real Housewives of D.C.,” the Daily Beast reported Friday.
And done. Hey, if you have the balls to sneak passed a bunch of people with guns that will shoot you if they perceive you as a threat to the President, then I say reap whatever rewards you can… I’m not sure why sneaking into the White House isn’t a crime. But hell, she did it, didn’t go to jail, now she’ll be kind of famous to a few women who actually watch that crap. I snuck into my neighbor’s party and made out with his girlfriend. Ha, that was awesome. Except she was kind of ugly and he’s a lot smaller than I am, but that’s not the point.
Monday, 30. November 2009

(Ha, look a Joe Biden. What a tool…)
You got to have gigantic balls to do what these two bastards did. I know this is old news, but I just needed to say I fucking love the Salahis. Party crashing the White House? Damn. I get nervous going to a get-togther at a friend-of-a-friend’s house. But that’s because I project a legitimate Alpha male vibe, and some dudes just can’t resist the opportunity to go toe-to-toe with the likes of me. Of course I cut them down quick with some coolest-guy-in-the-room type snappy retorts. Could I take them? Probably, but that’s not why I’m there. I just want to have a good time… and bang their girlfriends in the bathroom while they’re in the kitchen telling my friend about how I’m actually a pretty nice guy.
Here’s the story in case you’re a complete f’n idiot and don’t already know about this… go on, click it. Is it really the story? Or something completely amazing. Don’t let me calling you an “f’n idiot” deter you from finding out. Ah… ha, you clicked it didn’t you. Idiot.