
People desperately seeking to cash in on their former proximity to famous people tend to be creepy cunts but this insect takes the biscuit.
Not satisfied with bigging up his micro talent over the years by harping on about a brief (a few dates in 1968) supposed affair with Judy Garland, the former bar room piano player and alleged composer is now flogging his tawdry recordings of some private phone calls of the long dead international singing phenomenon.
For a mere $60 a throw, Meyer will send you a copy of a 2 CD set – which also includes some shitty ditty that he wrote as a ‘tribute’. Fuck off Meyer and take your pathetic memorabilia with you you sorry sack of shit and be grateful Ms Garland deigned to give such a slime ball the time of day.
https://judygarlandfinalnotes.nyc/
Nominated by: Twenty Thousand Cunts Under the Sea



