Ricky Gervais will be hosting the 67th annual Golden Globe Awards. The show has been host-less since 1995. Which is probably why no one watches the awards themselves and simply tune in to watch Ryan Seacrest bitch about the eastern breeze messing up his hair and curtsy as Beyonce approaches to do an interview for the pre-show.
“Not only is this the biggest Hollywood celebration of the industry, which includes both film and TV, but also an environment where I feel I can get free reign as a host,” Gervais said Monday. “I have resisted many other offers like this, but there are just some things you don’t turn down.”
He has a naughty sense of humor, unabashedly talks about necrophilia with Elmo and is willing to take his beer up on a stage during the fancy-shcmancy award shows. I believe he is my male counterpart. He’s British (you know what a slut I am for the Brits) and I bet he’d eat banoffee with me and discuss the effects of Amy Winehouse’s boob job on the American economy and plastic surgery industry. Huzzah I say.




