...who didn't see that coming?
You're nobody until you have a suite at Betty Ford.
Edited to add: I have finally found something that is impossible to make fun of. It is so hilarious in and of itself that any additional snark would subtract from, rather than add to, its intrinsic humor. Behold: Hair extensions, a Red Bull can, and a Bic lighter. All it's missing is the keys to a dented '77 Camaro.
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I am really starting to like this girl.....
Tam,
The addition of the bichin' Camaro to the mix is priceless.
WOW! All that DNA in one pile? We can rebuild her-- we HAVE the technology!
Yes, the Camaro would be a good addition, but I was thinking a black '79 Trans Am with T-top and firebird on the hood.
Oh well. Can have everything. Where would you put it?
I'm kind of pissed she didn't get a huge Thunder Chicken tattooed across her back.
And in case it isn't obvious, one should make sure their head doesn't bear a striking resemblance to that of Private Pyle when shaved.
She just wanted to make the drapes match the carpet.
Billy Beck--
If we're starting a pool, I don't want any date more than six months down the road.
Looks like la Brittney is in Full-Gonzo Meltdown Mode.
This won't be pretty to watch.
Looks as if the ex-husband is asking if she's a fit mom. And you were going to say, what?
News at 11... OldeForce
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