Oh, don’t apologize. ::swings head back a la Tracy Lord::
I was only jokin’. As in “haha, Claudie’s tit, 12 o’clock!” But I meant what I said; I have an official list for this stuff. Normal.
lady gaga…please, kindly shut up
A lot of the things she says now are just IDK I can’t help but roll my eyes. What exactly does she mean by saying that?
I secretly hope they were the pair that were stolen a few years ago from the JG museum. It would be awesome if they were because then we could celebrate…………..and someone could take them back….
They were the Arabian ones. I… don’t know how I feel about this. At least they’ve gone to someone who adores Judy as much as any gay man on the streeeeeeeeet.
…that went really ‘Mommie Dearest’, but erry’thing that’s popped out of my mouth — or in this case, flowed out from my fingertips — for the past, like, two months has been in that tone. I’ve been a real pic-a-nic, naturally.
Dude, I haven’t seen CS in twice that long, but I’m about 97% positive that when she’s not masquerading as a giant-ass metallic bug, she’s asshatting around in sleek, finely-tailored lady blazers. Ah uhhno, but to costume her in “voluminous puffy sleeves” — an ethereal wardrobe choice, fo’ sho’ — would seem a contradiction to the impenetrable [at least until intermission!] “new woman” character she was portraying, wouldn’t it?
W….wait. I looked this up because I didn’t want to give you any sh-info and eff up your whole thesis, but she ostensibly wore THIS at one point:
I sort of remember this happening? Isn’t this before they hook’d up in that rowboat? Maybe it was a rowboat. I’m going to pretend it was a rowboat, just for my own memory-jogging thrill. In any case, those construction paper daisies hardly constitute as “voluminous puffy sleeves.” …WHICH ONLY PROVES YOUR POINT THAT THEY GOT IT WRONG! THEY DO NOT GET TO PASS ‘GO’! AND A GOOD DAY TO YOU, SIR!
How did you fuck that up, article author? For shame.
No snubbing of any variety! You have far more self-control than I had at your tender age. ;-) Except, please don’t judge my older posts from, like, ‘05 too harshly—I was an over-enthusiastic Intarwib young’un, and 96% of my word vomit from those early years I barely agree with now.