I'm holding a white trash party tonight! Want to come?

I'm holding a white trash party tonight! Want to come?

My solution for that issue is alcohol. Actually I mostly only sing following the application of alcohol.

My solution for that issue is alcohol. Actually I mostly only sing following the application of alcohol.

Matthew Sweet is so frustrating. Sick of Myself is one of my favorite songs ever, but there's honestly not another song on that album I want to listen to.

Matthew Sweet is so frustrating. Sick of Myself is one of my favorite songs ever, but there's honestly not another song on that album I want to listen to.

FLAGGED. That song doesn't sound happy.

FLAGGED. That song doesn't sound happy.

I thought about that one, but the way it's delivered, it just doesn't feel sad. It feels funny.

I thought about that one, but the way it's delivered, it just doesn't feel sad. It feels funny.

Sick of Myself by Matthew Sweet. So bouncy and fun yet grim. Maybe Portions for Foxes by Rilo Kiley. And most certainly, Dancing On My Own by Robyn. Me & Mia by Ted Leo? Is anorexia sad? I'm not sure that's the exact feeling. 1996 by the Wombats. That's all I have.

Sick of Myself by Matthew Sweet. So bouncy and fun yet grim. Maybe Portions for Foxes by Rilo Kiley. And most certainly, Dancing On My Own by Robyn. Me & Mia by Ted Leo? Is anorexia sad? I'm not sure that's the exact feeling. 1996 by the Wombats. That's all I have.

Coonery and buffoonery is my go to line for describing just about anything.

A friend and I watched Tyler Perry's Why Did I Get Married Too? It was so bad. Every element was wrong, the acting, the cinematography, the script. But it had two scenes that brought the house down. Janet Jackson smashing all the glass in the house with a golf club and Janet Jackson's husband dousing her with vodka.

I prefer the hit Broadway musical of the same name. I dropped my frankfurter! *cries*

From what I've heard from friends, inmates and family members, you're correct.

I found your comment glibly entertaining.

Lazenby! George Lazenby!

But I mean does he really need the clown in his title, as a clown? Are we going to confuse him with Bozo the district attorney or Bozo the pope?

With special guest Biastioc?