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At one point in their lives, everyone Googles themselves. Personally, I always add my name to an Internet search just to make sure the pornography I’m about to look at involves me. But here are eight individuals who are so self obsessed that they don’t even need nudity to masturbate when they find themselves on the Web. Please enjoy 8 Assholes Who Found This Article By Googling Themselves.8.

Tila Tequila

Tila Tequila first appeared in Fantastic Four 13, and is the poster girl for Internet Fame Whore. At first glance she seems to be a naked Earth woman, but upon scrutiny you realize that someone attacked a giant headed boy and gave it breast implants during a knife fight. She became famous for her massive amount of MySpace friends, and to give you an idea of how loyal these Internet friends were, when she asked them to buy her song, so few of them did that it legally stopped existing. Her music is so unappreciated that she might as well have put her tits away and led a dignified life. Trees falling in the woods have more fans.

Her real name is Tila Nguyen because the people of Vietnam never invented a second last name. Which means asking Vietnamese children to line up alphabetically is as confusing and impossible as asking Tila Tequila for her hat size.

If it gets her attention, Tila will try it. She’s faked pregnancies, Tweeted about domestic abuse and she was the only survivor from her engagement to a woman. She had a bisexual reality dating show that gave my Tivo genital sores. It was so disgusting that cable providers didn’t even give episode descriptions. They gave warnings:7.

Mr. Boston

When Flavor Flav rejected Janice from The Electric Mayhem, she let mad scientists experiment on her body and then starred in a dating show of her own called I Love New York. One contestant was Lee Marks, who she nicknamed Mr. Boston. He was a nerd in every direction. He moved like space squids hollowed out a sex offender and were drunk driving him. He was so confused about women that he couldn’t get laid inside Tila Tequila. Mr. Boston thought breast feeding was something you did with gravy and a fat girl and watching him try to figure out cheap oakley dating was more tense than watching someone with disseminated sclerosis try to disarm a bomb by candlelight. And he wasn’t trying to score with a girl from his chess club. He was trying to hook up with a cartoon of a black woman capable of losing skis in her vagina. If Mr. Boston aimed a motorcycle at New York while she was in stirrups, she wouldn’t even look up from her magazine.

Boston went on to do I Love Money, a reality show that humiliated fame whores without the pretext of finding them dates, and one game involved everyone cramming money into their speedos. This was a problem for Mr. Boston since he’d already secretly filled his speedo with toilet paper to disguise his medically hilarious penis. He had a tough decision to make. Almost immediately, he on camera began removing wad after wad of dick padding from his panties to make room for cash. There has never been a clearer visual metaphor for someone trading their dignity for money. Mr. Boston will let you crap in his mouth if you promise to write him a check and tell people about it.

So here’s his reality: Mr. Boston is now famous for having a tiny dong, being terrible with women and looking like a late term abortion in his speedo. Unfortunately, Mr. Boston stopped paying attention to reality after the word “famous.” He thinks of himself as an ordinary celebrity and he has tried to parl cheap oakley ay that into freeing his tubular tofu body of its virginity. Two female friends of mine have met Mr. Boston and verified that he immediately propositioned them for casual sex. So casually in fact that they thought he might not know what sex actually is. On a “Where Are They Now?” special, a tour of his home revealed that he keeps his latest STD results posted on his bedroom door so any of his “groupies” feel more comfortable giving him sex. However, since that’s not a position that actually exists, it might just be his way of replacing all of prime time with half naked teens. And what goes better with nude teens better than a stringy haired dungeon master in swimming trunks?

Sex is an empty eyed nerdy creep obsessed with becoming not only a celebrity, but a sexy male sex icon. As he describes it, he wants to be like a Brittney Spears, only the boy version. He’s categorically insane, and as you can imagine, didn’t dance very well in his audition. He moves like his knees failed their saving throws against bending and the parking cones inserted 15 years ago by his high school bullies seem to still be in there. He’s got the grace of chicken rape.

Luckily, when the dance judges screamed at him for wasting everyone’s time, his mother was there to defend him and his sex appeal. It was all so perfectly insane that it had to be a prank, right? Wrong. Sex was already well known by many people in the dance community as the strange man in th cheap oakley e back of the class. And on that subject, what goes through the head of a dad who drops his daughter off for ballet and sees “Sex” in her class? Does he come back after rehearsal, or does he just plan on picking her up in the woods after her classmate named Sex strangles her and dumps the body?

After failing to make it as a dancer, Sex has gone on to audition for a couple other reality shows and his mom still drives him to the So You Think You Can Dance auditions every year. It’s cute for her to support her son’s chemical imbalance, but Sex could do a routine in the center of 300 sudden epileptic seizures and the paramedics would still stop and comment how he’s the shittiest dancer in the room. He’s such a clumsy attention whore that you’d swear you’re watching a barking sea lion wrestle to the top of a pile.

I almost feel sorry for Sex. Not because he’s got the mind of a little girl, but because when he obsessively Googles his name, he has to go through 27,000 pages of birth canals mixed with God knows what before he finds any mention of himself. A guy named Sex has more trouble finding himself on the Internet than a guy named Nguyen has finding his chair at a Vietnamese wedding reception.5.

Neil Fifer

To uncover Neil Fifer’s identity, we first need to enter a world of thrilling intrigue. For a few months, every article on Cracked had a comment slightly more nonsensical than the others that ended with an Internet Movie Database link. At first I thought this was spam left by a robot, like the ones who try to tell us about shoe bargains with their incoherent, dying breaths, but even the worst spams at least try to sell something. These comments simply wanted us to see that Neil Fifer, a 50 year old Canadian actor, played an uncredited paleontologist in 1998’s T Rex: Back to the Cretaceous. Why!?

Let me show you an example. The following is a comment from an article I wrote about Daredevil prematurely ejaculating. So I asked Cracked’s computer experts to send me any other comments he might have made. They came back with over 60 almost exactly like it. If so good for her (she needs some loosening up from the backside!).”

While it was good to finally answer the question of which background actor’s penis would be the best cure for Friends star Jennifer Aniston’s constipation, I was starting to see a pattern. Sure enough, all of these comments came from the same IP address which is a computer’s way of saying, “I KNOW THAT IS YOU, NEIL FIFER.”

A Google search revealed that someone was going around the Internet and informing everyone that Neil Fifer was going to be the next Captain America and he was also sleeping with Angelina Jolie and Jennifer Aniston. It was so obvious to everyone who this was and what he was doing that no other commenter ever bothered to ask, “Who the hell is Neil Fifer and why are you doing this, Neil Fifer?” The closest he ever came to getting a response was when he made another fake name to agree with the first that Angelina Jolie was very lucky to have such a handsome yet mysterious dick inside her.

Do we not send our good TV shows to Canada? Because I could have sworn I saw the PG rated version of this on Arrested Development. Neil Fifer’s next publicity stunt is probably going to be putting on a dress, buying surgical sutures and telling the drugstore clerk that he’s repairing his backside that was so ably loosened by actor Neil Fifer who can be contacted through his agency, Fifer Equities, Inc. and is available for voice over work and Bar Mitzvahs.4.

Ian Bernardo

If the only requirement for being on a show is waiting in a line for six days, Ian Bernardo will appear on it. He first appeared on American Idol in a T shirt with his name on it, and didn’t even try to sing. Then he showed up on So You Think You Can Dance and didn’t even try to dance.

He acts like a bitchy queen and looks like Edward G. Robinson’s face was genetically modified to create a blowjob assembly line, but he’s such an offensive caricature that I don’t think he’s actually gay. He ac cheap oakley ts like an eight year old whose only experience with gay culture is the He Man cartoon from the 80s decided to pretend to be gay for Halloween. Of course, even if he’s straight, Ian Bernardo would suck a horse off if he thought it would make The Farm Report. And if he is really gay, that wouldn’t stop him from sleeping with his sister in exchange for 20 seconds of her attention.

On the American Idol 2010 Finale, Dane Cook performed a terrible song and let Ian and other rejects like Floppy Lovehandles Girl on stage. Ian Bernardo immediately grabbed the microphone and announced that he was Ian Bernardo. I’ve seen fake suicides that were less pathetic. While Ian was in the middle of whining for everyone to look at him, some other attention whore thought that he had a great idea and tried the same thing. He had to fight the microphone away from her. Their career started on The Hills, a show by and for people with tiny wheelchairs where their brains used to be. Since then, Heidi has done anything she could think of to get mentioned. She’s so self obsessed that she goes to grocery stores and puts stickers of her face over kidnapped children on milk cartons.

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