Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Romeo Rose is Back on Twitter and Looking for Attention

We knew he wouldn't hide forever. He might be a broke ass, sleeping in a bathtub mo fo, but if we learned anything about Larramie Houston Busby, it's that he can't stay away from the attention.

Yes, that's right. Romeo Rose is back on Twitter. You'll find him under the aptly named moniker @Pepe Le Pew.  At least for today. Romeo Rose has had about 80 Twitter handles since we met him.

Not surprisingly, he tweets about the things that matter most. Romeo Rose and Donald Trump.

If you tweet Larry give him some time to respond. He's probably fapping off at finally getting some attention.

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Romeo Rose is Pretending to Be in Vegas Again

So remember last year when Romeo Rose spent an eventful night in Las Vega, sleeping in the bathtub and whining about his high heels? Well, he'd like you to think he went back to that big scary place where he's too frightened to even sleep in a bed.

Yes, folks. It's time for Larry to look for attention again. He uploaded boring videos from his Las Vegas trip, probably to make you think he's there again.  Unless he has another sugar mama paying his way, the chances of Romeo Rose scraping together that kind of coin is slim to none.

Need a snooze? Here are the videos. He wants to think we're interested in watching him ride in a cab or play pin ball.

We're not. We didn't even watch.That's some lame-ass shit right there.


The videos (posted last week) have about 5 or 6 views apiece.  Probably because they're not interesting.

Romeo Rose, it's time to get over yourself.

Friday, December 23, 2016

Romeo Rose Continues to "Audition" Women.

Well, well, well. Look what surfaced today.

Oh you poor, unsuspecting thing.

Women of Earth!! DO NOT AUDITION FOR ROMEO ROSE, JIM PARIS, OR WHATEVER NAME HE'S GOING BY THESE DAYS. He's a predator and just looking to get laid.

The content is kind of boring - Larry's interviewing a young Mormon woman and they discuss religion and family values. Here's hoping he didn't get as far with her as he claimed.

Saturday, December 10, 2016

Romeo Rose's Awesome Cafe Press Page

Ladies and gentlemen, you too can own Romeo Rose memorabilia!!! 

Not just any memorabilia, mind you, but items designed by the man, the myth and the legend, Romeo Rose himself. Romeo Rose has a Cafe Press page where he sells two whole items featuring his likeness.

For a mere $13.99 you can own a Romeo Rose "Bluesman" Business Card Mouse Pad! A mouse pad! It doesn't matter than no one actually uses mouse pads anymore, or that you can steal them for free at the office. This is a Romeo Rose mousepad, ya'll, and who wouldn't be all over that?

If that doesn't make you want to open up your wallet, maybe this will. A Romeo Rose t-shirt! Now you can show the whole world what you think about Larramie Houston Goddamn Busby by wearing him on your chest. 

OK. The reality is that you'll never wear anything Romeo Rose because walking down S. Congress with this on is likely to get the shit kicked out of you, but it's worth a look anyway.

You can hardly even tell he designed them himself! Haha. I'm just joshing! You can totally tell he designed them himself. Such talent!!! 

"Coming Soon...." tshirts's of random guitar players sell like hotcakes. Haha. Still joshing. No they don't. They don't sell at all.  

If only Romeo Rose would add more designs!

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Monday, August 29, 2016

Anyone for a Romeo Rose Gold iPhone?

As seen on Reddit:

For our humor challenged members of the home audience, there really isn't a Romeo Rose iPhone.

Thank goodness.

 Could you imagine looking at that every time you want to sext your bae?

It's a slow news month. So sue me.

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

In Which Romeo Rose Admits (again) to Getting Women Drunk to Manipulate Them into Sex

Don't let the highwater flood pants fool you. This man isn't to be trusted

Every now and then I come across something regarding Romeo Rose that I haven't seen before. In  most cases he's doing something to get banned from an online forum or posting notices for pretend auditions in order to mislead women into kissing him or allowing him to cop a feel. I found something today that raised my hackles and I'm posting it as a PSA.

After yesterday's post I was sort of wondering if we overestimated Larry and if he's simply a harmless idiot who can't dress himself or sleep in a bed without someone telling him which end is up. Today's post should share as a reminder as to why no one should ever let their guard down around Romeo Rose.

Ladies, don't ever, and I mean ever, accept anything to drink from Romeo Rose.

I found transcripts of a conversation with Romeo Rose (also known as Jim Paris) presumably from a chat with the fun people at EDF2 where he again talks about how he can only get laid if he gets a woman drunk. However, he, himself, stays sober so he can "better manipulate them."  Yet he claims this isn't rape. 

First, Imma  share some pictures so you know who this guy is and why you need to turn in the other direction if you see him coming.

Now then. Where were we? Oh yes....

The following is from December 2015. Old but still recent. Warning: Some explicit language here if that sort of thing offends you.

"They are not blackout drunk" isn't a good enough reason to have sex with someone you plied with alcohol. If they had alcohol they are impaired and their judgement is clouded. A drunk woman (or even a woman who is slightly tipsy ) isn't able to give consent because she is, again, impaired.

He likes to stay as sober as possible so he can better manipulate them. I mean, if this isn't confessing to rape, I don't know what is.

Romeo Rose is "not trying to go to prison" but that's where he's going to end up. Because one day someone is going to wake up with a raging hangover and realize something just happened that wasn't cool and it's going to be Romeo Rose's ass doing a walk of shame. And if it came down to her vs. him in a court of law? Here's Larry in all his glory publicly admitting (and not for the first time) that he likes to get women drunk and "manipulate" them into having sex with him. The Internet is filled with proof of Larry's rapery. I didn't make it up and those aren't my words.

Also, it should be noted that a kiss isn't consent. A kiss is a kiss, nothing more and nothing less. A woman isn't implying she wants more when she allows a kiss, and a kiss isn't to be taken as encouragement that a woman wants to go all the way. Again, if she's drinking she's impaired and, thus, can't give consent regardless of actions or words.

So there you have it. If you see this man:

Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Do not allow him to buy you a drink. Run. Run. RUN!!!

Monday, August 8, 2016

Romeo Rose: His High Heels Are Killing Him!

So when this letter from Romeo Rose came across the comments I considered leaving it in the comments and leaving it at that. But it was too beautiful to hide away like that.

  The following is a letter from Romeo Rose to a woman known here as "Not Your Bitch, RoRo." And although whether or not she really is Romeo Rose's bitch is a matter of debate in the comments section, she has some skinny on Larry and wants to share. And we're going to break that shit down for you.


There was really no reason for anyone without a seat to get there so early, either. I mean, here is a man who rarely ever travels and has a whole day free in Vegas and what does he do with it? He stands in line. At 8:00 a.m. GA is limited to 500 so it's not like he wouldn't be able to get a decent spot, right?  

Of course he had to bring race into it. Idiot.

The fuck? Why wouldn't a hotel have water? 

Dear Lord in Heaven. Am I reading this right? Did this fool choose a hotel all by his big boy self but didn't sleep in the bed because he didn't have a girlfriend to tell him it was safe or clean? 

I mean, do we need a reminder of what Larry's home looks like on a normal day? I'm sorry for the visual but Larry won't sleep in a hotel bed THAT HE PICKED OUT HIMSELF but he'll wash in this sink?

Larry needs a girlfriend to tell him if a bed is clean, but he'll sit his jiggly ass on this nasty toilet? 

Christ on a Cracker.

Moving on...

Jesus take the wheel.

How long has this man lived by himself and he can't function or enjoy himself without someone wiping his ass for him. And we're supposed to be afraid of him? Everyone makes such a big deal of how scary Romeo Rose is, and he can't have a good time without someone holding his hand.

Part of me wants to feel sorry for this fool, but then I remember who we're dealing with and I react accordingly. 


That's not a girlfriend, Larry. That's a mother. Of a four year old. Grown ass 41 year old men DO NOT have women tell them what to wear and whether or not they need to drink a glass of water. Grown ass 41 year old men know how to do these things all by their damn selves because they're GROWN ASS 41 YEAR OLD MEN. 


How does anyone have patience for this fool who doesn't even know how to buy himself a fucking bottle of water or sit on the fucking floor in a corner to take the edge off his pain? Or take off his fucking boots and stand there in his socks. 

Dude. You paid $1600 for that ticket. Go out, sit your 41 year old ass in the hallway, drink some water, and go back in when you're feeling better. $1600 is serious money.

I imagine the face of anyone standing next to Larry as he worked on that piece of gum looked something like this...

Leave it to Larry to turn something that should be a fun, pleasant experience into a such a project.  Can you imagine being his girlfriend and having to babysit his 41 year old ass at a concert. How is it possible this man can function at a job without someone standing over him all day but he doesn't know enough to buy a fucking bottle of water and sit his ass down if his feet are hurting him? No wonder his perfect girlfriend is old enough to be his grandmother.

Great thundering hippoes, Larry. Take off your damn shoes if they hurt your feet. It can't be any worse than walking around on your floor at home.

 That's right, Larry. You had to get your own fucking water. That's what grown ass 41 year old men do.  Good for you for finding the toilet without help.

What a whiny bitch. Always something to complain about.

So that was it? One night in Las Vegas and then home again, Jiggity Jig? Why, Larry. I think your pants are on fire. He made it seem like he was off on some long journey and all he had was one sleepless night in a fleabag hotel and a lame time at a concert because he doesn't know enough to leave his high heels at home.  Mercy me.

I kept thinking Larry reminds me of someone here and I finally figured out who it is. The guy reading his summer vacation essay in Sister Mary Elephant.  

Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ.

I mean, if someone can't have a good time because he doesn't have a girlfriend, the problem isn't the lack of girlfriend. Know what I'm saying?

 Is anyone else dying to know at which fleabag hotel he stayed?

We need to put this shit out of our misery now. I'm starting to hear violins.