Oh dear God, it's going to be BAD, by which I mean good. Mark your calendars for September 5th, 9 p.m.
This new girl looks like a bigger cunt than Cameel, no?
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Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Gone Phishing
Okay, not technically since Phish won't actually be there, but they've been there plenty in the past.
As most of you know, I am talking about Bonnaroo. Wish me luck. No sunburn, no bad druggies and, PLEASE GOD, not too close to the porta-potties!
I will have a million pictures when I get back. Love you guys!
Monday, October 25, 2010
Real Housewives of Beverly Hills Recap: Sisters Ain't Doin' It For Themselves
Oh, these hos! They just don't get it. Some of them are worse than others. They remind me of overgrown babies, but instead of pacifiers, they have flutes of Champagne. You know how little infants are all helpless and need love in order to survive? Well, these ladies never grew out of that state. They grasp and grasp at whatever defines love to them at that moment, whether it's a dress or a child or a giant chocolate bunny. They have a love tank and it needs to be filled, dammit! Now, get to fillin' it!
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