THANKS! I was totally gonna say the same in all caps. Just did Mardi Gras for the first time in Feb and my mind was *blown* by the gorgeous, lush, time consuming, fantastic, flowery sparkled costumes, masks and face painting. Art vs commerce as far as costuming/dressing goes.
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Um, let's leave Mardi Gras out of this, m'kay? I can't see any resemblance between Coachella attendees wearing 70s knock-offs and the amazing costumes on Frenchmen Street during Mardi Gras.
It’s like Crap Museum Exhibit From a Dude.
Actually let out an audible "ohhhh shiiiit" at work.
Good on you. I bet you're so much happier now. :)
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Sweet baby cheeses, this is so awful. What a cockhead.
Fuck me, you've got my major sympathy.
Oh. My. God. Most of these stories MUST be posted from prison libraries, because if these stories happened to me I would cut a motherfucker.
Beyond hypocritical of her. Good luck with your future standup, Kathy. Lots of people will be expecting you to play nice. Kind of not your thing.
She's lying though. She regularly made jokes in her standup about peoples' plastic surgery (and always with the conditional that since she had gotten work it was okay for her to make fun of people for it), she used to frequently refer to 'big fat Oprah' whenever Oprah was having weight problems again. She would…
Bitch jumped off a sinking ship while her dress was on fire.
I don't expect you to. I just feel vicarious humiliation for her pathetic existence. It has all led to this moment—how sad.
Jesus, there is a part of me that feels sorry for this sad old woman who sincerely thought of SAE as her fucking family. God, that is so sad. And she was so sad as to identify with and prop up their elitist racist shit, when she was undoubtedly not much more than a joke and a maid to them. Then her idiocy, her sad,…
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What even is that? It looks like brownies with cheese and pepperoni on top and I'm just really upset by this
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My little sister's pony was named Skipper Dee. She liked the water - although I think she would have liked living in the Plaza a lot better. Loved these books!!
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