This keeps happening. In the DC area last Friday, an Uber driver was instructed to take a blackout-drunk woman to her home, but instead, he kidnapped her, took her to a motel, carried her to the room, stayed in the room for some time, then left and used her credit card to make purchases. I redacted this briefly…

Carlotta Danger.

I know this happening everywhere so I just don’t understand how Erdely managed to pick the one story that was completely fabricated. Like, what are the odds of that?

Lesbe honest....that was pretty good.

She’s with Her.

Sorry Ashley. If this had been overheard in a CVS, I would have believed it. Walgreens is notorious for false flag election gossip.

hahahaha WE ARE ALL FUCKING DOOMED

“Just look around.”

Ashley going to the Peggy Noonan/Tom Friedman Journalism By Talking To Randos School. I like it.

So dumb. +1.

“look at their eyes when they’re lookin’ at each other. It’s like that hungry look.”

Good for them, they deserve some happiness after those husbands of theirs.

Nice to see Huma has finally sworn off Weiner for good.

To be fair, every time my mom would visit me in New York, she’d take me and my friends out to get shitfaced on vodka at the Russian Samovar.

I fell headfirst into a trash can

That’s the kind of lame joke my dad would make, but not to be mean, just to have a laugh at his kid’s expense. He’d lose a friend but he’d never miss an opportunity to make a joke.

On my 21st b day, I went to a local country bar where I chipped my tooth on a beer bottle bc two girls were fighting and one knocked into me, all my friends ditched me to go home early, leaving me to share a limo with some random dudes who took me home, where I crashed the bed of my friend who was sleeping with her…

At this point if I were a Kardashian, I’d be looking at a stranger’s gift of a fancy car as a Trojan Horse. With tiny robbers or one regular sized burglar, hiding inside ready to slip inside my house and steal all my jewelry.

When I was 16, my mom asked me what I really wanted for my birthday. I told her I wanted a car.

On my 21st birthday I got so drunk I started throwing olives and limes at a bartender, was dragged out of the bar by my boyfriend and woke up with a tree branch in my hair.