Why can't he just pack up

his pretzels and go home already? (Oh, the fud? Room service.) 

Beware

the series of tubes: This is jaw-dropping stupid. (Love the typos, too: litter cheaper, buger restaurant.) 

Better late

than never. Just found this and am more convinced than ever that she is not a pit bull in lipstick but a Go-Fuck-Yourself in drag. That said, the bigger threat is the the crazy creep who found her on vpilf.com. 

In an ideal world

Americans would elect their leaders on the basis of which one might possibly-perhaps-maybe be able to extricate them from a bankrupting war and provide health insurance and public transit instead. But no. We have to dick around in the cookie jar. I know why she steals. I cannot understand why the lapdogs run with the nonsense, election after election. We are ruled by the top of the food chain in a rotting banana republic. Why do we pretend Evita baked alfajores?

Just a couple of millionaires

sitting around cooking. When will the silly charades end? (Turmeric and basil in chili? He must be an arugula eater.)