
It’s days like this that make me thankful I don’t live in a swanky, Manhattan apartment, because you never know what kind of asshole is going to live in your building and have a giant indoor pool which might eventually burst and flood the whole damn building. The asshole in this particular scenario is David Copperfield, whose swanky ass pool recently burst (how does that happen?!) and flooded his whole NYC apartment building, leaving a bunch of rich folk with some damp shit.
When I first heard this story, I was like “David Copperfield must be a pretty shitty psychic if he didn’t see this coming”, then I remembered he was a magician, not a psychic. Miss Cleo could never afford an 8,000 square foot Manhattan apartment with a full size indoor pool. Miss Cleo would be lucky to afford a $10 blow up pool from Walmart to throw in a backyard in Queens.
There is a woman who claims she was raped by David Copperfield.


