Listen Audrina Patridge, I don't know who you are, and I don't care. Whatever reality TV cesspool you climbed out of, you can jump right back in. Your bleached teeth, mystic tan, fake boobs and dead eyes bore me. And the fact that your pinky toes stick out of your strappy sandals like some vestigial tentacles scares me.
Showing posts with label Mystic tan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mystic tan. Show all posts
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Ho Hum
Listen Audrina Patridge, I don't know who you are, and I don't care. Whatever reality TV cesspool you climbed out of, you can jump right back in. Your bleached teeth, mystic tan, fake boobs and dead eyes bore me. And the fact that your pinky toes stick out of your strappy sandals like some vestigial tentacles scares me.
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