PaintedTrollop
PaintedTrollop
PaintedTrollop

Does this mean we can call this campaign Carly Fiorina 2: Demon Sheep Boogaloo?

You are correct. The Kentucky Derby was MADE for Johnny Weir.

Man, for some reason the Gawker commenters just could NOT with Johnny Weir’s outfit. I was (unpleasantly) surprised. It’s the Kentucky Derby! You’re supposed to be overdressed in a way that indicates you may be a kooky, drunken aging socialite. Godspeed, Johnny! Godspeed.

Beck’s birthday present wasn’t the Spice Girls reunion, it was the fact that they didn’t sing at his party.

Working title: The Blade

Constitution = federal level. So, fuck off and go back to Gawker, troll.

He hasn’t lost his memory, but he’s hoping you have.

“My responsibility as a human being is to love and accept everybody. Not to criticize people for who they are.”

Answer - disposable mouth guards, 2-3 give when you rent the car (from the machine obviously).

He won a settlement for lead paint poisoning.

Now ask ME anything.

OH NOES, IT’S BABY KILLER ANNA!! RUN! HIDE! SEW YOUR LEGS CLOSED! SHE’S A-COMIN’ FOR YOUR BLASTOCYSTS!!

I work at a museum. It’s funny to get the curators rolling on how much they hate when people say “curate” when they’re talking about a bulletin board or pinterest or their closet. It’s worth 15 minutes of fun to yank their chains.

Commenters disagreed: One wrote asking why the Kleins were so upset about GoFundMe canceling their fundraiser when the site was doing the same thing the Kleins had done, refusing the use of their product for something they didn’t agree with.

No, that’s a smile...something you’re probably not used to seeing on a woman.

Love the mission. Don’t love the name. This kitten is expressing what I think of dollhouses.

Next up, his pantsuits!

Good. Instead of talking about qualifications, we’re talking about his body and eating habits.

Courtney’s old pad

well this comment fucking sucks, is the thing.