Yeah, I’m 5'1" and ~115 pounds (so, y’know, pretty small), and I wear 2's and 4's. There’s no way she’s a 4. STOP THE FAKE MEDIA.
Yeah, I’m 5'1" and ~115 pounds (so, y’know, pretty small), and I wear 2's and 4's. There’s no way she’s a 4. STOP THE FAKE MEDIA.
Holy shit, you guys, you can’t tell what dress size a person wears by seeing a picture of them. I 100% believe KK is a Size 2.
So totally off-topic. When I was in high school, I won a trip to Washington, D.C. through our local electric co-op. It was one of the most amazing times of my life, and while we were there, we had a chartered bus to take us to all the sights. Our bus driver was the nicest man and a HUGE fan of Norman Rockwell. I found…
Express is a free paper put out by the Washington Post, and in yesterday’s Blog Log (which is basically printed tweets), there was Ginger Is A Construct !
I mean all I’ve ever wanted was a lifetime movie biopic. :) I signed up for “How to make your book a reality” at Second City so I really am going to do it. I mean, here’s my life trajectory:
Yes, sweetheart.
a dead cow and nails thrown in their driveway
Yeah at this point I just hope I’m close to the initial blast.
Well, it’s a match made in hell then, isn’t it? Cause she doesn’t give a rat’s posterior about him either. So they use each other for a awhile; he gets his rating, she gets her 15 minutes of fame before going back to being a junior high shithead.
I mean, isn’t it the other way around? If she wasn’t whored out for attention by her family, she wouldn’t have been featured on the show that made her “famous”.
Yes at 30 you are too old to get some of them. Welcome to the club, put on a shawl and pull up a rocking chair.
I think at this point it’s become abundantly clear the man has no idea what he is doing. He’s signing whatever is put in front of him without reading or understanding it, ignoring or firing experts, and trying to con his way through the job. It’s failing miserably, because everyone around him is smarter and more…
That he’s the nephew “through marriage” made me think he’s a hanger-on from Joe’s side, and Joe should’ve gotten him in the split.
I have never read her book or anything and know nothing about her, but I am willing to bet you are absolutely right. The comment just makes way more sense as an attempt at humor than as a serious statement because obviously you cannot pick anyone up in a butterfly net. I don’t think I could pick up my 23 pound toddler…
Your whole post confuses me
Massaging my temples while I quietly whisper to myself, “Anger is a tool, not a default. Anger is a tool, not a default.”