Spaying a Spade.

I am adding one more name to my list of people whom I hope to never see again or hear another word from. Just before the name "Diddy" in my book, I am adding the name of comedian David Spade. His "boyish charm" wore off about 10 minutes after he first arrived on the scene at Saturday Night Live in the 1990s. His boyish looks beat charm out the door by about 5 minutes.

Watching a couple of episodes of NBC's "Just Shoot Me" starring Spade, helped me to understand why they named the sappy sitcom just that. Any reasonable and sane person would find themselves uttering that exact same phrase after trying to watch Spade's "I'm too hip for this room" persona. In any other life you would encounter Spade at your local fast-food establishment, asking you, "Do you want fries with that?"

Now Capital One has helped unfortunately further extend his should-have-been-over-long-ago career by utilizing his "talents" as a "comedic" spokesman for their credit card. Spade's too-old-to-wear-that-hairstyle, deep facial creases, and crack-whore-like build make him an ideal spokesperson for a rehab clinic rather a credit card company. If he's not on illegal drugs he should immediately sue his body for impersonating a meth lab.

Dear David, What exactly is in your wallet?

I hope it's a pink slip soon.