Spies tell me that the worst agency in the known universe is laying off 7 million dollars worth of payroll. And, as I hinted in my last post, this is not down to "Louie" deciding he needs new titanium barbells in his private "fucking" gym... It's thanks to the Interpublic heavies... Even Uber-Wanker Michael Roth, who have decided that in common with the rapidly exiting rats on a sinking ship... They had better disown the fuckers who are dragging them down. Word on the street is they're waiting to lower the hammer once the Stoli pitch is over. Which is really fucking funny when you consider that Howard is a part owner of "Effen-Fucking-Effen Vodka." of Julie Roehm fame. Speaking of which... Where the fuck is the "Rock Star" these days? It's gone awfully quiet out there!
Captain... We have to jetison the barbells... Or we're fucked!