Dancing With The Stars And Max. It's Always About Max And His Bullshit

Oh good lord I hate life right now. Max finally stands up to the judges and basically pisses on the nearly 50 years of dance judging that Len Goodman has done around the world. He's one of the grand dames of dance and royalty in that sport.

Max, you can express yourself without disrespecting the elders who came before you and made the sport you love great - so that you could be the best you could be. Fuckin' shut yur pie hole and humbly apologize. You are fiery, you got some of that atomic dust from Chernobyl on you - you got a good defence of temporary insanity. Have you thought about checking the asbestos level in the insulation of the walls where you dance 18 hours a day? I just know we can get you a doctor's note.

What happened to you Maxie? You once played by the rules. Is it true what they say about you 'going rogue and going off the reservation?' If that is right then you are crapping on your own baby. Do your own make-up and sew your own buttons back on shirts you have ripped open, Adonis - you may have been a PART of the success of the show but it's not the MAXIE SHOW. I have seen the MAXIE SHOW and it's all about tampons. Well, you ARE acting like a c**t.

Now here this Ukrainian punk with a fetish for removing his shirt is telling the judges that the show is all about him and the people's opinion mean more to him than their bullshit reviews of his work.

And THAT is what you most hated to hear tonight wasn't it Maxie?

You hated to be told that your choreography this week was weak and you downplayed the sexiness of your partner by covering up her body in a sexy dance with some yarn shawl knitter for her by your Baba. That is just bad showmanship and that is something I just cannot abide. I got you figured out.

After all these seasons on being on 'Dancing with the Stars' he has never won the big one because he just couldn't bring it all the way home. He choked, make it all about himself, lost faith in his partners, decided to blame the judges, whatever it was, it was delivered by someone who lives with a growing bug up his ass about his legacy and more importantly 'recognition' or HIS personal part in the success of the 'Dancing With The Stars' franchise.

I find it hard to side with this egomaniac because he has never won the stupid disco ball trophy. He gets close but then something happens. He feels slighted by the judges and what they choose to judge him about. They are trying to make you better but your ENORMOUS EGO cannot process any outside criticism of your work.

Let me be brutality honest with you, (you genetically designed eastern European super killer ballroom dancing freak who is trained from birth to bring our civilization to it's knees. Breshnev's last gift to the west) - It does you NO GOOD TO ALIENATE YOUR JUDGES. It was your routine to choreograph and you dropped the ball. The costumes where wrong and the passion was forced. Even I saw that, bitch.

Choose the hills you want to die on. Win this year. Then you have the power to bitch. You partner is a soccer playing amazon goddess. You have all the raw materials you need to craft a winner.

But that is ONLY if you keep your shirt on for the rest of the dances. Your best body part is also your Kryptonite.

But all this went in one ear and out the other for you. Freakin' Eurotrash egomaniacs just make me crazy. You cannot take what is not rightfully given to you. It's the way the Emperor's dealt with his rebellious sons in Ancient China and it's the way this program should deal with you.

Walk your talk. Win it all or shut up. You may have MADE the show as you claim but we all know that when you have to explain why you are great, that is the point that your greatness ends.