PUB FULL OF TOSSERS

BROWN NOSED BASTARDS!!
They (whoever 'they' are) say that fame is a curse and until recently i didn't take much notice of the saying, that was until a couple of months ago when i noticed that the pub opposite me had all of a sudden gained a large new set of punters.
What has that got to do with fame? i hear you ask, well, it turns out that the reason the pub had out of nowhere gained a load of 'ya-ya shrieking trendies' is because none other than super talented cultural uber goddess' LILY ALLEN and KATE MOSS had started to drink in there.
Upon first hearing that 'LILY' and KATE WERE customers in the pub my first words were "but that doesn't answer the question why the pub has all of a sudden become so popular........" as soon as the words came out of my mouth i knew that i was having a moment of blind faith in my fellow man that was uncalled for, was i seriously thinking that people would not go to a place just because someone in the news went there? what a fool! Instantly, i realised that if a famous person went out somewhere then normal no-bodies would follow them and hope that they might catch the 'famous ones' eye and marry them or some of the fame would rub off and make the follower just as rich and famous or even that by being near to a 'star' the talent would somehow magically 'rub off' and make a star of the follower.
All of the above reasons are rubbish, but none the less that is why people follow 'stars' about. And i don't like it (not opposite me, anywhere else and i wouldn't care for the sad fuckers)!
It hasn't been all bad though, i have been given the god sent excuse to lean out of the bedroom window and shout at people to "shut the fuck up, selfish bastards" and so on, also the opportunity to throw insults at those who pop out of the pub for a cigarette, that one is my favourite because i have a captive audience who are so desperate for a fag that they are loathe to end it prematurely, and so have to listen to me asking them if they have managed to get a good lung full of steam off lily's piss?
But i have to say that is isn't all fun though, i do have to put up with the road being double parked on both sides with punters cars which makes the traffic of buses, cars and lorries sound their horns and the emergency services turn their sirens on until 2.30-3.00am.
At closing time begins the sound of coked up 'ya-ya's' all cooing to each other in lah-de-dah tones, and two nights ago three wankers came out of the pub and walked along the street kicking front doors (lily would be so proud).
But the drinkers in the pub can do anything they want at the moment because there are so many brown nosed tossers who want to catch a glimpse of a 'star' and who bask in the shadows of others fame like a leech (and that includes the pub bouncers and local police), but it has also had the spring board effect of allowing me to be able to shout at the tossers without getting into bother. but weighing it all up i would sooner the famous cunts would fuck off back to their playgrounds in north London where the wider streets can accommodate the ego's of the followers who think they are 'kool' because they go for a drink at the same place as a 'well known person'.
What sad shallow people they must be, going somewhere just because someone else they don't actually know might be there, but as i said it is a good place to chuck 'belittling' insults at people, and the grand thing is the targets of the insults don't answer back because they want to pretend they are not the sad distant hangers on they know they are.
They are more than welcome to the steam off LILY ALLEN piss (and my insults) i just wish they would sniff it somewhere else.