A story about David Hasselhoff
I use to love David hasselhoff but ever since I heard about him and his drinking problem I found out he’s just not the right guy for me.
I use to love David hasselhoff but ever since I heard about him and his drinking problem I found out he’s just not the right guy for me.
I met him when I was 8 years old in an airport in Vegas. I was obsessed with Baywatch at the time and in love with him. I went up with my mom and sister and asked for his autograph. he didnt even speak to me—not a smile at all—he just glared at his assistant who handed us pre-autographed postcards. such a jerk. obviously i still have a problem with him.
I think he’s cute. But not when he’s drunk he looks horrible! It’s so sad he’s acholeholic.
When we saw him, we started laughing. He was at some awards show for Nickelodeon, talking to some small town reporter. Very random moment.
is because I want to ask him how he feels about what happened with reviewers of his album on amazon.com :)
We went round to his fancy West London hotel to film his video blog – I’ll post a link when we publish. He made me put my hand up his t-shirt to attach the wireless microphone – and I can say from first-hand experience that he still has that magnificent chest rug…!
http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?docid=8172901888607850922
I met David when I was 5/6 years old.
He was giving a concert at the
World’s Fair Park in Knoxville,Tennessee.
By the way-David is a wonderful singer.
After the concert,me,my mom & brother,and aunt
ran to the back of the place where he’d be leaving.
There were a lot of people there but since I was sooo
little and cute this big man in the crowd made everyone
move over so I could go to the gate.
Well, I got to the gate and I still couldn’t see through
the chain-link fence because of the security guards.
Then someone scooted me in front of them and
I was standing next to David’s white limo door.
When he went to get in he looked at me,smiled and said “hi”.
The wax job on the limo was magnifico!
oh and did I mention I met “The Hoff” in the midst of his glory!
Yay! for me…