Peaches Geldof dies ...
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- Weyland0
meh
- _niko0
Poor kids
- or maybe better off, who knows_niko
- what a fking stupid thing to say. What is wrong with you?monkeyshine
- freedom0
There's 7,000,000,000+ people in the world.
No need to make a post for all of them when they depart unless they inspired you, taught you something, you loved them, or will miss them.
That said, rip Peaches, sorry you had a tough life despite your riches and potential opportunities.
- but but she has a wikipedia pagecannonball1978
- If it means nothing to you, why are you hear giving your lengthy opinion? I don't mean that as a criticism, I'm just curious as to your motives.eoin
- your motivation?eoin
- Did you know her?freedom
- What does she mean to you eoin?monospaced
- Mono, congratufucki... etc.eoin
- eoin0
If you aren't even aware of who the person was, why are you so vocal about it? I don't really know much about, or have an interest in, the gay thread, so I don't go there telling everyone to shut up because I am not interested in gay things. So why are any of you who are whining about the relevance of this thread to your interests even here!? What's your point? Am I using up valuable QBN pixels? What compels you to go on and on about how this is of no interest to you!?
- The remedial nature and/or apparent mental issues affecting many of the users on this site never fails to amuse/depress me.eoin
- Happy dribbling guys!eoin
- I had heard of her.freedom
- I'm with you eoin, sometimes I think this is a good community but some of the people here are cuntsernexbcn
- < I hear you, dude. It really has become a cesspit.eoin
- pango0
Who?
- cannonball19780
Eoin, you post a RIP thread about a relatively unknown socialite who allegedly died from drug related causes and expect complete strangers to show some sort of respect?
If you are truly sad, why don't you tell us who she was to you, since it sounds like she was a nobody to the rest of us.
- I don't expect respect, I just wonder why you are here, still, giving your opinion?eoin
- I'm not giving an opinion. I'm explaining that nobody understands your motivation.cannonball1978
- I don't give a shit?eoin
- Then you suck at at making threads and communicating in general?cannonball1978
- Dribbling, again?eoin
- I suck at at?eoin
- Yeah. See I don't know what dribbling is, so that's also lost on me.cannonball1978
- We know you don't know a vast amount, but you make a good effort, and that's what matters, pet.eoin
- I understand plenty, just not you or your thread. The smarm needs help too.cannonball1978
- Well if you don't understand something stop shouting your opinion on it, it's the definition of ignorance.eoin
- I already told you I'm not shouting an opinion. Im asking for clarity on your motivation and you are dodging.cannonball1978
- You aren't, you ARE making a mess of your sweater though.eoin
- I'm not wearing a sweater.cannonball1978
- freedom0
eoin, what did Peaches mean to you?
- Not as much as your mommy means to me, sweet cheeks.eoin
- that wasn't nice, eoinmonospaced
- cannonball19780
RIP, peaches geldof rip thread
- eoin0
I didn't know her, her death doesn't affect me in any major way, but I am fascinated by her background, her story is interesting, but that's just my opinion. If it is of no interest to you, why are you here?
- freedom0
Her father was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize. Same she couldn't have followed in his foot steps.
- inteliboy0
classy lot.
- pango0
why am i here if i'm not interested?
I am interested! someone made a RIP thread about someone i have no idea about. makes me think maybe i should know about this person cuz maybe she's done some inspiring work.
- ukit20
This thread raised some deep questions: is it possible to care about someone you never heard of. Does being famous make your life worth writing about etc
- cannonball19780
If you are Brittish, and you post about a Brittish socialite who died and you say you don't really care about her aside from her glam, and then can't understand why other people don't know why you posted or who the chick is, does that make you dense?
- I'm not British.eoin
- And that's the stupidest thing you've said yet.eoin
- I didn't say you were. It's an open question you answered for yourself.cannonball1978
- < dribblingeoin
- eoin0
^ Not necessarily, but... I suppose if you watch someone melt beneath the spotlight it's hard not to be intrigued by the final curtain? And it's interesting (not to mention slightly sociopathic) to mull over whether or not the spotlight, and we, by extension as consumers of what the spotlight illuminated, hastened that death... We are still savages, who kill for pleasure, perhaps?
- If you feel guilty for reading tabloids just say so.cannonball1978
- I don't read tabloids. Cannonball, you've already said you don't have the wherewithal to contribute, so maybe it's your nap time now?eoin
- nap time?eoin
- Not tired. Wondering why you care about Peaches. You almost started explaining too!cannonball1978
- ukit20
Peaches Honeyblossom Geldof[2][3] (13 March 1989 – 7 April 2014) was an English journalist, television presenter and model.
Early Life
Geldof was born in London on 13 March 1989 the second daughter of Bob Geldof and Paula Yates and the granddaughter of Hughie Green. Her sisters are Fifi Trixibelle Geldof and Pixie Geldof. She also had a younger half-sister, Tiger Lily Hutchence Geldof.[4]
She grew up in Chelsea, London, and Faversham, Kent, and was educated at Queen's College, London. After moving out of her father's house at eighteen, Peaches rented a flat in Islington, North London. She completed her A-Levels and was offered a place to read English at Queen Mary & Westfield College, University of London, but deferred it to move to New York[4] with then-husband, Max Drummey.
- eoin0
Rockstar progeny and Brit scenester queen Peaches Geldof makes a cameo in a Reddit forum for "WTF one-night stand stories." A commenter describes an alleged heroin-fueled Thanksgiving Eve sex party—and waking up in the Hollywood Celebrity Scientology Center.
Peaches—in the event you're not familiar with her—is the 21-year-old daughter of Irish rock star/activist Bob Geldof. She currently divides her time between the U.S. and U.K., but she's better known in her native country where she's appeared on several TV shows, posed in numerous photo spreads, and drawn plenty of attention from the tabloid press for her hard partying ways. The tattooed spawn of one of Ireland's most famous musicians is divorced. She tied the knot with musician Max Drummey in 2008 before they divorced in 2009. She's now dating director/producer/actor Eli Roth.
Here's Reddit user Thatcoolguyben's story about what allegedly transpired that evening, followed by the NSFW photos he allegedly snapped, neither of which we've been able to authenticate:
Last Thanksgiving I was staying at a friends house for a few days before a trip to South America. I'd been spending most the time on the couch for the three days I was at the house. My friend lived with her boyfriend and one other girl who was "recording" her "album." I would occasionally see this girl leaving early in the morning and coming back late at night while I was on the couch. On my final day at the house, Thanksgiving day, the girl returns at about 2:30am (Thanksgiving festivities would start in a few hours.) I'd kicked back a few beers already and was having fun sitting watching TV. She comes in and pauses for a moment looking at me. She says "have you been living here the whole time I have?" I laughed and thought this question strange, she was showing how oblivious she was to the world. I said that I had only been at the house for 2 days. She sits next to me and we begin talking about tattoos, which both of us have a good amount of. She had a cute English accent and wasn't bad looking at all. The tattoo discussion leads to us deciding we should get each others names tattooed on each other. At 3am I grab my friends car keys, and head out. We drive all over Hollywood looking for a tattoo parlor, with no luck. While driving around we get on the topic of drugs. At this point in my life I was very into all drugs, as was she. She told me she had a bit of heroin she brought with her from the UK and asked me if I was game. I was so the hunt began.
We drove all around LA looking for the supplies we needed. We drove to various pharmacies looking for needles and cotton. We finally found one, which as a look back on would be a funny sight. A well dressed guy and girl walk in an 4am looking for a 10 pack of diabetic syringes. We get them and begin the drive home. On the way back she mentions this is heroin base, meaning we need to dissolve this in lemon (I guess this is a British thing, I never have seen this in my years in NYC.) We stop at a Dennys, asking them for a stack of lemons. Once again we got strange looks but it worked. We get back to the house, where I was promptly yelled at for stealing my friends car, and getting warned what I was about to get myself into. Once all the commotion settles down, we go to the girls room and rig up. At about 5am I was high as a kite and we start to watch a movie. Things get hot and heavy and before I know it we're naked. I go down on her while we're still having odd conversations about mutual friends and past hookups. I was too high to get hard and she knew it. After blowing me for a few minutes she asks if I was ok. I tell her I'm to high to get it up. I then immediately remember I'd packed a Cialis in my bag. I run out of the room, bring it back, and pop it in front of her. She laughs as we continue to have a naked dance party on her bed. I finally feel the blood rush to my member and the action begins. We did it every way possible, and for a young girl she sure knew how to work it.
This is where things get weird. Close to 8am she starts saying how someone was coming to pick her up. We'd continued to use all night so I was quite foggy about the happenings. I faintly remember her asking me for a ride and me driving her somewhere. I awoke at about 1pm in a sauna, throwing up all over the place. I started freaking out. I look around and see her on an exercise machine outside the room, looking in about the same shape as me. I get out of the room and people come past me cleaning the puke like it was nothing to them. I'm standing in the room groggy, in a speedo, and confused as hell. I look around and read some stuff realizing I'm in the Celebrity Scientology Center in LA. This girl ended up being a hardcore Scientologist and a D-List celebrity, and we were doing a process called Purif. I showered, got my clothes on, got her, and drove back to my friends, nodding out and puking the whole way.
Needless to say when I got back my friend and her boyfriend were pissed. I had "ruined" Thanksgiving. I sluggishly passed the day along and at 11pm went to LAX and flew to South America. Not until days later when I looked through my camera of the pictures of that night did I fully realize everything.
TL;DR: Did heroin, fucked a minor celebrity, woke up in a Scientology center, ruined Thanksgiving, left the country.
- monospaced0
Worst thread ever. Congratufuckinlations.
- Is that the sound of you ejaculating?eoin
- "Yes, yes, YES, YES STEVE! CONGRATUFUCKINLATION... said mono, often.eoin
- Now you're just being a defensive cunt.monospaced
- That was totally uncalled for.monospaced
- No, that was just me having a laugh, sorry if it made you upset.eoin
