"Look I have won all the prizes in Europe, every bloody one. I'm delighted to win them all, okay?" she responded testily. As an afterthought she turned around and mumbled: "It's a royal flush."Oh, is it, you entitled wench? Because unless my research is sorely mistaken, you havenât won the World Beard and Mustache Championship, held biennially throughout Europe. You know how I know? Because THIS guy won it:
How did these hyper-specific tropes spread so quickly?
The Hollywood rumor mill has been playing games with celebrity deaths for at least a century.
It's easy to work the system and win these awards even if you don't deserve them.