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DJ Ashba, the top hat-wearing dude from Guns N’ Roses guy who currently pretends to be Slash

the top hat-wearing dude from Guns N’ Roses

I love how her style is to look drunk while killing it onstage. She’s great to watch tho.

Seriously! it was one of those WTF celebrity stories that I’ll never forget lol. She could record an album on the moon and I’d still always remember her for the Nintendo story. Plus the image in my mind of Anita Baker sitting next to her Grammys in her bathrobe playing Legend of Zelda is something I cherish.

The most notorious Anita story I can remember was in the LA Times about 17 years ago. She admitted to spending 3 YEARS playing Nintendo(!!!) instead of recording her next album, landing her in huge hot water with her label. So yeah none of this seems like a hotbed of mental health.

My uncle loved Anita Baker, until he said “Hello Ms. Baker” to her when he saw her at the airport. He claims she rolled her eyes at him and told him to be quiet. He is a quiet, reserved man unless he’s had a few drinks. Then he behaves like the guy from the hood who is always interviewed by local news stations after a

Apparently your aunt’s MIL is Sophia Petrillo.

Christ, that’s bad. My aunt’s MIL wore head to toe BLACK (with a lace face cover on her hat) and told everyone that she was in mourning for her only son throughout the wedding. That was fun!

I see what you’re doing there! :D

Moriartys Summer to Do List

A friend said this earlier today, and I think it’d be an excellent memoir title: “I Don’t Remember Doing That, But It Seems Like Something I Would Do.”

Where’s my cell phone? oh next to the toilet with my dignity (and other stories)

Lesbian Shitass.

QUICK! Everyone share the titles of their prospective memoir!

I would have been better off reading every appliance manual that lives in a drawer in my kitchen. Maybe then i wouldn’t have broken the waffle iron.

I hate myself, but I’ve read some of Tori Spellings memoirs.

This really is the world cup of spam and we’re issuing a red card.

These kids are the kind of kids I grew up with. Filthy, no supervision, bad as hell, and tough little shits. It makes me sad as an adult to think about what those kids probably went through at home. Thank you for sharing!

You’ll always have me love....some random weirdo on the Internet.