John Galliano looks like he’d snatch you out of your stage coach, tie you to the train tracks with extra thick rope and let out a melodic “BLEHEHEHEHE” while stroking his thinstache of virgin pubes as doom comes screeching towards you, but is this bitch evil enough to throw out an anti-Semetic rant? Depending on who you ask, he is. There’s a few stories going around as to what exactly happened between a couple at a cafe and the dainty gay pirate known John Galliano.
Elle UK says that John was downing the sweet nectar in massive doses at a fancy bar in Paris last night when he got into a brawl of words with a couple sitting at the table next to his. John didn’t pull out a pastel purple silk scarf and challenge the couple to a struttin’ that ass duel on the catwalk. John also didn’t pull off his glove finger by finger and then slap both of them like a duchess scorned. Nope, sources say that John gave Mel Gibson a boner by shooting anti-Semitic insults at them. The police were called and John was arrested. But a different source says that John never turned his Mein Kunt switch on and he was never arrested, but he did go down to the station to write his account of the incident with a feather pen on the police report.
Whatever the case may be, Dior isn’t trying to be known as the house of Heil Couture, so they have suspended John right before Paris Fashion Week. Dior’s chief officer sent this statement to Reuters:
“Dior affirms with the utmost conviction its policy of zero tolerance towards any antisemitic or racist words or behaviour. Pending the results of the inquiry, Christian Dior has suspended John Galliano from his responsibilities.”
There’s a funny eyewitness account of this over at Sleek Magazine. The witness says that the couple called John “ugly and disgusting” after he tried to toast with them. John allegedly shot back with, “You’re ugly and you’re fucking bag is ugly too.” In the French fashion world, harassing and assaulting a purse is considered a capital crime so now I understand why the police sashayed in and detained Galliano.
Meanwhile, Kunty Karl lifted up his skull from the neck of the town virgin he was feeding on and let out a cackle that singed the tips of John’s moustache.