pantsfever
PantsFever
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Plus, it’s not like Little Lord FontlerOrange isn’t shitting all over the Whitehouse himself.

...but what about her emails?

I always curse with chronic yeast infections (women and men) or the ever-so-mature “I hope you fall on your face and get scabs!”

Rich people shit crushed pineapple wrapped in gilded rose petals.

Taco Bell. Always Taco Bell.

Ahhh... and ew.

He’s always reminded me of lesser version of Brandon Davis (of “firecrotch” fame) during a bender.

I read it differently. I took it to mean that it’s the body typethat most women have, not that skeletal “i’m just a hanger” look.

And made so poorly, it is also criminal. Not as criminal as the ugliness, but close.

 

Ignore the U. It’s what throws everyone off.

And somehow get them impeached/thrown out of office.

Me too. Every.Single.Time.

Basically, the contract was up. This was never believable. (beliebable? —ugh, shoot me) Hopefully, Selena can pull herself out of the Taylor-trap and actually spend some time alone/single.

I thought the dude was friggin weird. Edith was weird too, but in a different, not icky feeling way. And how she managed to look stunning to spite Robert-Smith-lipstick all over her face is a mystery to me.

No shame felt. I am an Old and was unaware of the background. I went to their set because my cohort wanted to and wound up really liking it. Looked up Edith because she was mesmerizing on stage.

I’m torn because I just saw CC at Austin City Limits and I enjoyed the holy fuck out of the show. Now I want to save Edith.