Here’s our impression of John Mayer:
“Oh hi I’m John Mayer, I’m so cool and handsome, evvverrrrrybody just loves me soooooo much!”
Makes you sick, right? Ugh, us too. What a doofus.
[Blogger slowly walks to corner of room, begins crying]
Monday afternoon, Colin Cowherd’s stunningly beautiful sidekick Kristine Leahy — who oozes “America’s sweetheart” with just about everything she does — recounted her run-in with John “I’ve slept with every woman in Hollywood” Mayer at a swanky restaurant in Beverly Hills. (We’re not sure why his parents gave him such a long, remarkably accurate middle name, but it seems to have worked out.)
We walked in with with a group of friends. we went to the bar to get a drink first and there was John Mayer.
It’s his birthday too. It really is, you can Google it. He said, “can i buy you a drink?” and i actually said “no” at first. I said, “no, you don’t have to do that.” he said, “no, i would really love to buy you a drink,” and he said “happy birthday.”
Ugh, thanks for yet another reason to hate this guy.