12.09.08 BILL MURRAY WILL CRASH YOUR PARTY
Page Six Magazine recently did a feature article about Bill Murray, who’s becoming known for, get this, showing up at random house parties in Brooklyn.
But the weirdest part of the experience is not that Bill showed up at some random ragtag Halloween party, but that it’s only one of several out-of-place encounters New York City hipsters have had with the actor in the past few months. From hanging out with rock bands to hitting on twentysomething women at bars, Bill seems to be going through his own unique midlife crisis. He’s not a boozy, sweaty party hound who gets caught on camera cheesing it up with pretty young girls (see: Mel Gibson, Bono); rather, he’s more like a ghost in the night, who shows up out of nowhere, engages in utterly random conversations and then exits gracefully—leaving witnesses to wonder what the hell just happened. Deadpan, detached and seeming a bit lonely, Bill Murray is NYC’s most unlikely new party guy.
Then, predictably, the article decides to focus on the sad clown angle, wondering if he’s having a midlife crisis.
Now, with his real-life marriage in tatters, Bill seems to be perpetually stuck in his own version of Groundhog Day meets Lost in Translation—involuntarily repeating that excruciating yet endearing party scene, trawling for serendipity in the New York night.
Oh f-ck off. What the hell is wrong with these people? They even quote a goddamned psychotherapist. Trust me, psychotherapists wouldn’t know awesome if it punched them in the ear on the subway. Bill Murray doesn’t have a publicist, gives honest answers to people who interview him, and shows up in random places just to hang out with people. What more could you want out of him? The world could use at least 1,000 more Bill Murrays. And that’s why I’m naming this scotch glass Bill Murray. Come on, Bill, tell us a story. Oh Bill, you’re my best friend.
[Thanks to RoboPanda for the tip]
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BILL MURRAY WILL CRASH YOUR PARTY
Vince will be throwing parties every weekend until Bill comes to one. Just you fucking wait and see.
*realized Vince lives in Harlem*
Nevermind. Even Bill isn’t that fucking cool.
It should be mentioned that Wed Anderson has a camera on Bill 24/7.
Some precocious cleavage on display there.
And yeah, I really blame him for showing up at the party in the banner pic.
*Wes
What the fuck. I’m gonna do some work for a while. Maybe cry.
Maybe he’s just hoping to run into Scarlet Johanson and finally bang her.
The Mighty Feklahr does something similar, but to frightened shoppers in the panties aisle of Super Wal Mart.
Banner pic: Well guys, He will have to go, “Yes, yes, yes, and yes.” on this one!
Man, if only. The biggest “celebrity” I ever had come to a party was Jennifer Wilbanks, and she was only there for seriously like, 2 minutes before she split.
involuntarily repeating that excruciating yet endearing party scene, trawling for serendipity in the New York night.
Oh, I didn’t realize that Bill Murray had no choice but to randomly crash parties.
To the girl at the far right of the banner pic,
I too am willing to *crash your party.
*fuck you in the ass sans lube
Call me.
“New York City hipsters”? Like Cosmo Kramer? No wait, he was a “hipster doofus.” All of the other NYC “hipsters” are “hipster a-holes.”
So, why aren’t we talking about which of them 3 girls are more bangable?
If he came to my party, I’d play the theme from “Ghostbusters” at least four times in a row.
But I do that at most of my parties anyway.
So, why aren’t we talking about which of them 3 girls are more bangable?
Fek, is there an argument against the girl on the far right? That’s like saying you’d rather get head from Birdie than Mayor McCheese.
“shows up out of nowhere, engages in utterly random conversations and then exits gracefully”
Only later do the party hosts realize their wallets have been stolen and someone peed in the fish tank.
Careful Juan, you don’t wanna leave anyone out. Don’t forget the following NYC types . . .
1. Hipster Douchebags
2. Hipster Tranny-queens
3. Hipster Film Bloggers
God I hate New York.
Fek, see my comment earlier up in thread. Girl on right takes it (in the ass I hope).
In the picture at the Korean Convenience store, Anthony Lapaglia is relieved that Bill showed up because he had just boosted a Butterfinger 10 seconds prior.
Looks like it’s a good time to be a Bill Murray look-a-like…
Donk, erswi-Far Right has a crooked fucking nose! THe Mighty Feklahr wants to be the one to crook noses, He doesn’t need “damaged goods”.
Good, argue over the girl on the right. Girl on the left is all mine.
Banner pic: “Oh Em Gee! We’re, like, angels! Are you making Charlie’s Angels 3, Bosley?”
A photo of girls is posted on a blog and we pick which one we want and we magically get to bone them. That’s how this works, right?
The Mighty Feklahr has to go Middle here, guys. Look in her eyes, she not only knows how to suck a dick, but has a freezer full of turds to back it up.
This is much more subdued than Kid n’ Play ever envisioned. Then again, Bill Murray is white.
Burnsy, could you tell me where, exactly, that girl’s left eyebrow is?
Bruns, Far Left is giving off a “Herp” vibe to Him…anyone else feeling that?
I usually go to random parties only to steal someone’s camera and take pics of my cock, to sprinkle my pubes into their bath soap, and to jerk off into their conditioner bottles. oh yeah, and free beer!
I like the one on the far left too. She seems… open minded.
Figures that Fek would go for the one who has a more prominent mustache than Bill’s.
Her left eyebrow is above my right nut.
Lince-who cares about open minded? We need “open legged”!
I prefer my girls to leave with a pearl necklace, not come in with one.
Do I care that her combover is Nic Cage’s fortress of solitude? Not one bit.
Plus, everyone knows exposed cleavage = desire for anal.
As far as I know, while I fill one hole, those pearls fill the other.
Well, for the sad clown angle I can sort of see it since in nearly every pic there he looks like someone just kicked his dog in the balls right in front of him.
*unbuttons top three buttons of shirt*
Oh, hey guys. It’s just so hot in the office today.
Well, for the sad clown angle I can sort of see it since in nearly every pic there he looks like someone just
kicked his dog in the balls right in front of himstepped on a church in his town.Slimed!Fixed!New up.
Donk-All He plans on seeing is the back/top of her head.
Why would anyone want to put a negative spin on Bill Murray randomly showing up at parties?
If someone could guarantee that Bill would show up at my party, I’d move to Brooklyn right now.
I think it’s funny. Kaufmanesque.
No, not Charlie Kaufman, asshole!
Darjeeling Unrimited?
This totally happened to me! I was hangout at a bar and my friend started hitting my shoulder going “Dude. Dude! Its a ghostbuster!!”
We turn around and sure enough is Bill Murray, hitting on our waitress. It was super cool.
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