To be fair anyone who sleeps with a dude famous for his perfect Marxist politics is also a fucking idiot.
now, that sounds really dirty. or my mind just wont come out of the gutter. Can you have a cramburger with your chocolate creamstick while attending a meeting of the "Name TBD Club for Straight Youths and the Pansies They Tolerate"? Because if so. I AM IN, BITCHES.
This is beautiful.
ALL HAIL THE CRAMBURGER
Bless your heart! Kittens make everything better.
I know right, woe is me. Christina Crawford and her sad story be damned!! (I actually just finished reading "Mommie Dearest", and I honestly cried a few times throughout. I was lucky with my Mom, and her weird foot obsession.)
I know you are being funny, and it was funny, but you are also right.
My mother has spent my entire life telling me how ugly my feet are, "They're like your Dads!! Look at your toes! You need a pedicure!!" Then she complains about how her feet are too wide, and then sighs at me, "At least your feet are long, and slender - they actually fit into heels!"
Oddly enough, while I give no shits about the attractiveness of most of my body parts, I think I have really nice feet, and I am inordinately happy with how nice my feet are.