The good times aren’t only to be had Three Doors Down at the whitest presidential inauguration since 1888. Not when Papa Chevalier opens the Taj Maharem to Flimme Flamme and DJ Deadbeat Dad, who plan on celebrating their conscious coupling all throughout 2017:
Still in need of pocket money, the dynamic duo would like you to join them for a cup of hot chocolate laced with hallucinogens. Only $40, if you act now!
Delusional Donkey is visiting(?) Jess Johnson’s “Garden of Eden,” where everybody is nice as pie:
Donks has previously attended beloved Jess’s strippah/druggy/orgy fests, and one assumes she wouldn’t dare miss out on their next event:
Will Rain take time off from his busy touring schedule to honor and to flick Judy’s clit in public, especially if she looks as fetching as she did during the last Garden of Eden sleazefest? Has he forgiven her for once again crowdsourcing his alleged shortcomings?
Bottom Video! Der Golem swats away the flies attacking beloved Medusa:
Update: SHE LOVES YOU RAIN!!
Oh honey. So so embarrassing.
I know we have touched on this before, but this hypocritical tool:
I haven’t checked my Facebook news feed for two weeks since I’ve been in Costa Rica. Two *EXTREMELY PEACEFUL* weeks where I didn’t hear anything about the politician whose name shall not be mentioned, or any other fear based topic or humble brag or whatever other crap people post.
Given how much better I feel, I’m seriously considering just not checking it ever again.
Related: I also very much want to move to Costa Rica. Facebook is just not very exciting when you can surf your way through a sunset.
a. Is she not the queen of posting hectoring lectures 24/7 about what a hellscape the world is?
b. I WAS IN COSTA RICA I LOVE COSTA RICA I AM GOING TO MOVE TO COSTA RICA SO I CAN SURF THROUGH SUNSETS EVERY DAY LIKE I DO WHEN I GO TO COSTA RICA. No humblebragging there at all. Also, the jump shot, even in a fucking creek in Costa Rica. Oh honey. There are a ton of sloths in Costa Rica. I wonder if that’s why she feels so at home there.
For the past year I have just found this botoxed hippie sloth so boring, I can barely pay attention to her. But every now and again the inner asshole re-emerges and I realize — she’s still here. The same tool she’s always been. CWAA.
“I do nothing and barely move while hanging out in Costa Rica. Just like Julia Allison! Although she does nothing everywhere!”*
*Apologies to sloths, who are cute and actually support themselves