Sometimes God smiles at Philebrity. He’s all up in Heaven and shit, pounding cans of Natty Lite, and he’s like, “Yo, you guys have done a good job this week keeping suckers in line. Here’s a link the people are gonna go apeshit for: Are you ready? It’s called SeanSpotter!” And then we click it, and laugh high, luxurious opium laughs for like 30 minutes straight. SeanSpotter tracks the comings and goings of none other than Sean Agnew, indie concert impresario, man about town and object of lust for wannabe scenesters from here to Baltimore. “Why would anyone do this?,” we asked God. And you know what God said? He said:
“C’mon, dawg. It’s the Internet. It’s 2006, World War III has already started, half of you fools don’t even know it yet, and this Agnew cat apparently gets more ass than a toilet seat. Why wouldn’t anyone do it?”
Good point, God.
SeanSpotter: It’s Only Funny Because They’re Not Doing It To You

This entry was posted on Friday, July 28th, 2006 at 11:10 am.