Where I Channel Dead Jewish Relatives
I should fondle myself for old time sake. Just kidding. Gaaaaahd.
was jesus MIA?
paris on paris . she sure has changed. I highly doubt jesus is disappointed. in fact, he's probably downing cunteeni's by the dozen. three weeks of non-stop chatter from p-cunt whilst in the clink would drive anyone to drink, even the most humanitarian fellah.
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(Yea about the T-Blog thing. I'm a lousy blog partner, but I know I'll just say that again and then you'll be nice and I'll love you even more. I almost wish my thyroid were less stable, so I'd have something to blog, but not really.
Maybe I'll blog about my weight here in a bit. That annoys me.
I've never seen you before!
Gaw-jiss!!!!
That hair!
*gasp*
If I was your neighbor, jinstead of pounding with a hammer telling you to stop smoking *ahem*, I'd give you a ta-die-for updo, slather on some animal-friendly red lip stuff (in a completely non-lesbianish type way, for the record) & we'd go hit the most happenin' place for cocktails (and maybe a drink too. ;-)!
The long locks suit you.
"(in a completely non-lesbianish type way"
Cold water on about ten fantasies RIGHT THERE Jin.
JDC
The Larry David's father's glasses - those she did not wear when I met her.
They do have a certain Irving "Swifty" Lazar feel to them actually. What a big fucking macher he was. I used to see him at a restaurant in LA every now and then, the altekocker.
Katie you rock my world like every single fucking day.
The glasses? Not so much.
Ehh, what can I say?