A random collection of musings, observations, links, comments, analysis and thoughts on pop culture, television, movies, music, sports and life in general from someone who has painfully eschewed therapy.
Monday, January 29, 2007
My husband is a pig. Try the veal. I'll be here all week.
I don't often agree with her, but what makes this remarkable is that she's actually funny.
Of course, she's about as sincere and "real" as a stripper, so of course she analyzes and backpedals later, but still.
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