The boyfriend arrives in Chicago tonight & when I asked him what he wanted for dinner he said: “Surprise me!” AHHHH! Pressure is on.
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How about a cuntberry souffle with a side of scheme juices and failure?
Gotta go. My phone is ringing.
A veggie burger from Houston’s? Catfish? Buttpint juice?
That’s it, I’m out of ideas.
Honey. Bowls and bowls of honey.
A+++++++++++++
7-layer spinach and cranberry guacamole
How about surprise him with the Baugher family tradition of an airport pickup with pizza on the side?
It’s so fucking whimsical!
Erma Fucking Bombeck would have loved it!
How about 4 candy bars scoffed in the aisles of wholefoods?
No? How about some girl scout cookies from Cindy’s freezer? Oh wait, they got thrown out.
Some birthday chicken?
Pancakes with a side of pancakes?
Ok! I’ve got it! Let’s have the 12 pounds of chocolate my parents gave me for Christmas. Only gently used!
Wait!!
What about chili from a can?
He’ll nibble on his own dignity as an appetizer, scarf down his own pride for the main course, and devouring his own last remaining brain cell for dessert.
If only he were that self-aware!
I just noticed this Tweet before she realized that Jessie Scrunch person was onto her.
https://twitter.com/JuliaAllison/status/225372352974827521
Blaming her collapse on the floor when JellyD showed up to the party on EXCEDRIN.
She has blamed bad editing, an off-screen racist comment, producers who pressured her into saying she gave JellyD a blow job on the second date, and now fucking EXCEDRIN for her lunatic behavior. I am sure I am missing/forgetting some excuses.
She really can’t just say: “I am/was a ridiculous douche,” can she? Because she still is, and she knows to admit it means she should head to the looney bin.
She’s a cunt and a half….
@jessie_scrunch – I’m sure your husband appreciates your sanctimoniousness. Or do you reserve that for strangers?
She has a husband? Who’s a dentist? THAT BITCH!!!!”
~Julia Allison, probably
Surgeons, on the other hand…
I know when I take a Midol I go BALLS TO THE FUCKIN WALL! As soon as that insignificant amount of caffeine kicks in, I start stripping my clothes off and can’t help but run up to strangers and give them kitten headbutts. Because that is how powerful OTC drugs are!
‘Round these parts we call ‘em Pantydroppers!
I died.
Donkey is The Queen of OTC Excuses.
She will soon move a level beyond baby aspirin justifications and into “My tainted toothpaste made me manic” and “This new MAC eye shadow gives me insomnia” territory.
…dental fillings picked up radio signals and caused me to convulse…
Visine made her look at Goaty’s private emails!
Twinkies are why I shot Harvey Milk.
Or was that me?
Can’t remember.
Brain wrecked from Skittles.
Except Execdrin had been recalled by the time that episode was filmed, no?
If she keeps going, NOT admitting she’s a lunatic is going to land her ass in the looney bin too, so she’s really screwed herself, hasn’t she? Excedrin is “like crack” to her? If so, does she turn tricks for two extra strength capsules of it on Saturday nights down on the boulevard? Or, inversely, does she smoke crack when she has a headache? Sister puh-lease. I’ll tell her what’s “like crack”– CRACK you dumbass, not a combination of aspirin, acetaminophen and a queef’s worth of caffeine. It’s as if she’s incapable of not digging holes to China for any excuse, at every moment, for all of her behavior. Just thinking about her dumb ass is making me need some Excedrin now.
a “queef’s worth of caffeine”
my new fave phrase.
It appeared to me that Donks stumbled, fell, and then pretended that she meant to end up on the floor. That’s why she stayed down there so long… to really sell it.
But didn’t she go down twice?
(not to be confused w/ when she went down on the 2nd … date)
yes, she flopped twice, as I recall…it definitely looked intentional. “Floor Oinking” as one of the catladies brilliantly termed it.
The clip is on this page — http://www.thefrisky.com/2012-07-24/truly-miss-advised-prom-dates-awkward-breakups-a-boring-dinner-party-10-millions-signs-that-hes-just-not-that-into-you/
She threw herself on the floor, got up, dropped to the floor again, while people looked on in disbelief at this zoo exhibit.
Then that settles it …
If D0nkey & Goat Soap breed, they’ll have fainting goats.
brilliant
that is so hard to watch
In spite of all that off-screen nunabaloo, please keep in mind that reality TV is just another narrative to teach us, okay?
SO LEARNED. SO BLESSED.
I’ve finally been rung!!! This is a truly paradigm-shifting, ineffable moment.
I’m inexorably drawn to these deep life lessons
Yes, how could I have forgotten? I have learned so very much from Jerseylicious.
I truly miss the profound lessons I learned from Rock of Love and Flavor of Love.
Like Dat from FoL season 2 is a friend of mine. That was one of my favorite reality shows EVER. She said Flav smells like cologne and weed.
I seriously miss FoL so much.
Poop on the carpet…#neverforget
These recaps brings me a lot of joy:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flavor_of_Love_%28season_2%29
Wow, poop on the carpet. I’d forgotten about that. Thank you.
Isn’t Like Dat the one that had an impromptu bowel movement during some kind of group activity?
Ewwwwwww
No, Afghani. But she had the “big-girl lingerie” for Flav.
…EXCEDRIN? Bullshit, I took Excedrin when my tendonitis was out of control in my shoulders, because it was easy on my stomach, and let me tell you, there is no fucking way that Excedrin was to blame for her idiocy. I think she’s mixing it up with whatever it is she’s taking to stay so fuckin’ perky.
Tendinitis
both
Thanks, Brayella! Yeah, either or, Excedrin will not make you lose your mind. That is the most bullshit excuse I’ve ever heard. She is such a liar.
maybe she’s pimping for Excedrin now
If she is, they should refuse to pay her, now people will think “oh, we can get high off of it!”, and they’ll start restricting sales.
Hilarious how everyone called you out as a know-nothing newbie when you suggested donk used drugs to stay awake to manically tweet, and now she admits to excedrin use. Wikipedia tells me the main contaminants are paracetamol, aspirin and CAFFEINE.
And in response to the “product recall” above happening before filming she could have had some stocked up.
And if the excedrin doesn’t make a normal person crazy, she is cray to begin with so it gives her extra cuntrag stamina!
Funny how that works out, huh? I’m tellin’ ya, nobody is coherent and perky enough at that time of morning, not after being up most of the day and all night, without some kind of help. There is no way she’d be stringing together tweets that made sense, let alone SHOPPING, if she weren’t perky.
Humph.
NOTE TO SELF: Call around to the shoppes, check on the release date of Perky Tweet Detector™ 2.0.
You know, you don’t have to agree with me, but you don’t have to be bitchy about it either, just sayin’. There is something called respectfully disagreeing, try it, please.
Wasn’t trying to be bitchy…just that I probably share her hours and don’t pop pills to do so (see time of last comment left).
you don’t have to be bitchy about it
But what if yourself is a perky bitch?
EXCEDRIN??? GETS YOU HIGH????? Why have I never known this??
This post is hysterical!!!! I cannot wait until Peter Baugher sets his eyes on Goat Soap.
I vote for Mom’s famous casserole. Where did I put that recipe again…?
So Momser didn’t feel compelled to whip up a family-style dinner for four at Chez Baugher. Good for her.
Kinda weird, isn’t it? Pure speculation, but I am thinking she’s in the condo for sexytimes because Momsers and Dadsers said no to them sharing a bed, and she will take him to meet the rentals tomorrow.
So much this, that THIS.
I am pretty damn sure that the whole “my parents are being difficult” tantrum is 100% related to the fact that they NIXED mixing Goat Soap and Donkey Juice.
This makes sense. I can’t imagine going home to my parents house and attempting to have some guy I JUST met sleep in my childhood bedroom in my parents home. This blows my mind.
I am a drink. Let’s look past the poorly written message. Let’s concentrate on the fact that she is an asshole.
Better writing than CheesyDonk has ever done!
Well I can tell you right now who WON’T be getting any sexytimes while Julie is holed up in the OMG! Downton Condo with the new BF: Raul.
Neither did Donkey, apparently…
Cook him a salad, you twit. Make sure you add heaps and heaps of cheese and other items which you tell low-rent blogs you don’t eat but bray about engulfing on Twitter.
Mother of Fuck! This is an interpersonal communication I would have had in Junior High. This is insane. She is incredibly depressing and sick.
I don’t know when or why she stopped wearing them, but I do NOT miss her shiteous headbands and hairbows (ersatz tiaras). I think she was going for Lolita, but took a wrong turn and ended up as a pre-schooler with a mental handicap and a pituitary disease.
Gossip girl
Please kill me for knowing this
I am about to say I Kant
She’s been dating The Boyfriend for how long and has not a fucking clue what kind of food he likes???
Log this as further proof that this relationship is staged/fake.
Pressure is on because she needs to think of a decent restaurant or meal for someone she supposedly cares a out???
Dating/personal relationships fail
Such an opportunity to show that person you really care about them by surprising them with their favorite dinner.
Why is she such a fucking miserable failure at BASIC LIFE SKILLS?
I thought it very typically selfish that she doesn’t give her LOVE a nice surprise and plan dinner in HER OWN HOMETOWN….for his FIRST arrival to visit! How nice of her to just dump it on him. What is WRONG with this girl? A relationship expert????
She doesn’t know any restaurants in Chicago aside from Hub 51 (is that even a restaurant?) & Giordano’s Pizza.
and pizza would flare up her celiac’s disease, after all…
I went to school in Chicago and while I graduated almost 20 years ago (SS, SF and SO = so old), even *I* could recommend a dozen restaurants because I KEEP UP and read shit that isn’t about me. Good Greg, she is just the worst.
Pescatarian chicken soup!
And for dessert: Whole Foods chocolate bars that she pre-tasted just a bit (in actual fact empty chocolate bar wrappers mostly licked clean) and some stale Girl Guide cookies that never actually got thrown out but have been sharing a bed with a certain burro and special belt since the day Cindy McCain kicked off Donkey’s Trail of Tears.
So rung, so proud.
Julie is a creature of habit. She will take him to Hub51 and show him off to the Fat Melmans.
Or she’ll take him to Area 51 and show him off to her true alien creators.
Special guest appearnce: Sigourney Weaver.
“Get out of the way, fag.”
Julia Allison @JuliaAllison
My apple ID just got hacked & I can’t get into it – help?!!!
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Why do I have the weirdest feeling a Donkey is trying to break into Goat Soaps email while he’s on a plane?
or she is scheming to cover a leak!
Yes, that’s what I think, “Oh someone tried to hack into your email… ME TOO, it must be going around!”
YUP.
In 3, 2, 1…
Leaky donkey is leaky.
And not just from Buttprint Juice!
Wow. You have your PhD in Donkology! I wonder if she snooped into Goat Soap’s email and answered a flirty one with: “Excuse me, not very tiny and cute girl. I happen to be very much in love with Julia Allison, the star of Bravo’s Miss Advised. I strongly urge you never to contact me again. I am extremely busy planning my wedding to the most beautiful and sexy woman on Earth.”
Is it that hard to go to apple.com and get the # to customer service? Does she do anything herself?
Account resets over the phone have been disabled due to a security breech reported by Wired. Dude got his iphone, ipad, and macbook remotely wiped by hackers.
YES
Julia has pulled this “hacked” cry wolf crazy stunt many times, lord knows whether this is a preemp to “leaked” photos or information or nothing at all. She is a fucking loon.
Old timers may remember in salad days when Meghan left NonSociety’s hard drives on the the subway (as if Asha) and Julia (or Mary) shared this with the media to bandie up interest in the exciting start-up and the possible Bravo show. this was years ago, per-RBD/RBNS in the time of the brilliant Reblogging Baugher. No one really cared but Gawker covered it, oh where did that romance go Nick?
Fucking file a query via the internets with goddam Apple you might not even have to call them you tossed off tech groupie. And get some prepared shit from Whole Foods, lord knows you can’t cook ( but avoid scarfing down chocolate bars inside the store prior to check out). Remember on Miss Advised when she said she had eggs and lox and water for Andrew for post blow job breakfast and they came out of a bag? This new arrangement boy friend seems dumb enough not to care.
I need to know where this chocolate-bar-eating reference comes from. It’s mentioned here a lot and sounds juicy.
That was her reaction when Pancakes said he couldn’t go to her pretty pink birthday party.
http://julia.nonsociety.com/post/3478219006
Oh god, she is a mental case. That is some bipolar crap right there.
Breakfast in the morning will consist of eggs and disappoinment.
Chocolate. Fiber. And FRAUDULENCE.
lollllzzzzz
flatulence?
I would say flatulence, but she’s “gluten free”, so she won’t be eating Kashi Go Lean Crunch (better known as happy golden farty crunches).
Over easy, and extremely disappointed.
Considering the kind of diet to claims to have, mixed with her weird sugar binges, she strikes me as being really farty. And that just grosses me out.
#1am12
*she* claims to have. ugh.
Also, late to game on her Twitter binge last night, but who spends THREE MOTHERFUCKING HOURS in a basement while visiting with family?
A lazy, dull donkey!
Ironic, isn’t it? She’s a documented basement-dweller.
Hahhhhaaaaa
that all nighter has to be catching up with her
Am I crazy or did donk’s original tweet about goat suds arriving say he was landing at 6 PM?
Fuck the goat …
WHERE’S LILLY?
Lily and Toilet Julia are in the witness protection program and are being transported to an undisclosed location. Hopefully their new home comes with food for Toilet Julia and a backyard for Lily.
Knowing her, she forgot her back in California, and her roomie is now responsible for feeding, watering, walking, etc.
HEADLINE: “Donkey Continues to Retroactively DISAPPONT As Newcomer Nods In Respect To Veteran Catpeeps.”
(Humor me or move on, I know it’s old stuff but it’s topic-related)
I continue to enjoy this site and appreciate even more of you longtimers and your swift comedic references in previous threads when, after considering this post topic even more, yes, went and exposed myself to this archival, yawn-provoking TMI Weekly “Cooking Extravaganza Special” —
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDUmJ4lvIxw
Summary: A five minute youtube chatterbox hoedown where the main thing they doodoo is RUN THEIR MOUTHS ABOUT COOKING and look at purdy pictures of other people’s cooking, while the main thing they don’t do for one second is FUCKING COOK.
I feel so sad for Meghan. I did not realize she’d had her legs amputated at some point. If you watch the video you’ll see was was such the trooper, showing up on set after a major injury like that, and STILL she managed to pull a peachy-salmon sunfrock and a 10lb Cleopatra neckchain off like nobody’s bidness, but be careful Meghan, I hope you trimmed those split ends and freed those stumps girl, because you were *thisclose* to looking like a legless Pocahontas wedged between Mary and Donk.
Mary (dressed like an unemployed graduate student who just got a last minute junior high substitute teaching job and ran to Contempo Casuals for an emergency workin’ wardrobe), chirps about how making stir fry is soooooo easy. Then why the hell don’t they make stir fry instead of “editing in” disgusting flashing istock images of glazed vegetables on china plates??? Another personal highlight includes Mary giving herself a back-handed compliment when she says “In the Hamptons, at my apartment, I cook for you all the time…” Hey bragabout Mary– next time leave the “apartment” part off if you’re going to play up cooking in The Hamptons because you’re making me picture you stuck in the servant’s quarters behind some Quogue estate, huddled next to a pot-bellied stove holding a starter log, no lighter, and a sack of Velveeta Cheesy Skillets!
Getting to my point of that clip, this post, and speaking of Donk, can any/everyone confirm for me that this is the origin of the “Julia’s Mom Special” waspy guacamole recipe jokes? Also, we can see she hasn’t changed much in three years (except physically) because at about :30 she’s already talking about several years earlier when she’d “moved in with her then boyfriend”. OH BROTHER. I can’t help notice how she’s always the one moving in with them, never the other way around. She’s like a very meandering home intruder.
I guess I learn something new, old, and stupid (along with losing nice parts of myself that will never return) every day in Donkeyland. I am humbled, and will exit head down in the direction of the kitchen where I plan on making a cranberry-stuffed Mexican dip.
Que seunes con los angelitos mi amigos.
yeah, i misspelled *disappoint* in the headline, sowwy.
What is that fuckery? Sorry, I’m new to the Donkey Shitshow, but I do not know what that is. They made it look like it’s a real show? It has a little commercial bumper thing in the middle? What? What?
I don’t even this donkey.
Stick around, you have no idea.
Made the mistake of clicking on another one.
Eyes cannot unsee.
Julia is pinging my aspie radar pretty hard here in this video.
Blank face and wandering gaze when someone else is talking, meandering stories, not fluently playing off the other two. And a certain… something about the way she speaks.
It certainly explains the enormous number of times her speaking style has been described as “braying”.
Excellent observation — she really does sit there oddly disconnected — eyes rapidly blinking & darting….her hands looked clenched in tension, too. Loved how she was put on the spot after telling that fairy tale about how she trudged to the grocery store to cook every day. That ain’t OUR donkey’s M.O.
She reminds me of Courtney Robertson, on the Bachelor “Women Tell All” special.
Thanks for reposting this – as a newbie, I had not seen it before, but remember references to it. I don’t know where to start on that video. Julia was obviously telling a whopper (cooking salads???). I didn’t believe a word Donkey said — just braying for the camera. Humblebragging. I honestly got bored and stopped watching it before the 2 minute mark. Your writeup on it was FAR more interesting and entertaining.
Pretty sure that boyfriend she is talking about is the one she cheated on and left her fiance in LA for, the same one whose NYC apartment she squatted in rent free for over a year after they broke up. So, yeah. But they are STILL GREAT FRIENDS!
Oh, the bf was also married, I believe with kids? She’s classy.
This was hilarious!
“Veteran catlady directs newcomer to the Glossary, specifically entry Mom’s special“
Holy Guacamole! In the name of all that is cranberry and avocado-based, Gracias Professor. How quickly I forget. Thanks to you, while rereading that link, I noticed I’d forgotten about the Rosie O’Donnell incident as well.
Maybe Russian Girl has a friend in Tijuana that can answer this one for me:
Who Senor Donkey think is she? Senor Donald Trump she no is. She no have fame enough to do like thing she do with Rosie in past. She have no level of stand or position in societies to start war with people of riches and iron vaginas. Why she do?
“So, where are we going for dinner, Julia?”
“That’s up to you! How much do you want to spend?”
ha ha — Exactly. And wouldn’t you think that for this momentous occasion, that daddy Baugher would take them all out to dinner and pick up the tab, to welcome Julia’s Perfect, Checklist-Fulfilling True Love???? And during her manic tweeting last night, NOTHING about “my sweetie arrives tomorrow!!! I miss him sooooooo much!!!!” Something about this whole thing is just OFF. Scheme juices are coursing through her veins, they are.
Her sweetie is either a lie, he canceled, or, he’s gay.
…”Or if you’re broke, just blow really hard and make a wish like every day’s the second date of the rest of your life.”
Goat: “So where are we doing for dinner, babe, I’m STARVING!”
Julia: “Oh, sweetie, whatever you make is fine”
call who????
Call Jack McCain’s lolyer!
No offense to retarded people, but she’s retarded, right?
She’s “Corky and Cute.”
The number is 1-800-MY-APPLE, you dumbass.
I didn’t even have to look that up.
The cute new guy you’re dating comes to visit you in your hometown, and instead of taking him out to a quiet romantic dinner, you make him this nastiness? Oh, Julie. Dating: you’re doing it wrong.
Farty Donkey is Farty.
Fish? Onions? This girl seriously wonders why she has to beg for kisses?
Stinky brefs + Farty McFartington + unwashed pelts + no shower + dirty Juicy sweatpants + not so fresh hoo ha = NASTY
Squash & zucchini are different how? Also, mellon and cantalope.
If she means yellow summer squash, it has a firmer texture and more delicate flavor. If she means it as a botanical class, she is a moron.
Also if my boyfriend was flying out to see me, I would be spending time with him all evening/night, not chatting with losers on twitter.
Perhaps mom put the chastity lock on the guest room door, so America’s Favorite Second Date Blow Job Queen has to find alternate activities.
OMG. Exactly.
Boyfriend flies in to see you:
1. sexy times
2. dinner, wine, etc.
3. sexy times
4. sexy times, more wine
5. sexy shower times
6. sexy times
7. sleep
8. sexy times
9. breakfast
10. sexy times
Donkey’s day went:
1. Slept past noon.
2. Yelled at Lily for pissing on the rug because she couldn’t be bothered to fucking take the poor dog for a walk
3. Read RBD
4. Anger-farts
5. Attempted to hack Goat Soups email and Apple ID
6. Scared-farts
7. Lied on twitter
8. Yelled at Lily again for pissing on the rug because she couldn’t be bothered to fucking take the poor dog for a walk
9. Read RBD
10. Masturbated while crying
11. Refused to pick up Goat Soup from the airport
12. Ordered delivery
13. Lied on twitter
14. Blew Goat Soup
15. Semen-burps
16. Currently snoring
So interesting. So important.
Ha. Not sure why I called him him Goat Soup.
Lulz.
4. Anger-farts = gave me the giggles
Every time someone calls him ‘goat soap’ or ‘goat soup’, I think of this:
LOL to “anger farts”
Goat Soup is the best typo
Maybe that’s what it was. My brain was rebelling against Donkey and her fucking buffet of bullshit. Instead, it decided Goat Head Soup was a more important thing to remember.
Good, not great album. Still more important than Donkey.
I like how Donkey’s always farty and her farts run the gamut of emotions, vacillating with her emotions (anger-farts… scared-farts…)
I believe I originally suggested we call him Goat Head Soup and nobody cared. *pouts, eats four unpaid for chocolate bars*
Catfish? No.
Also, the meal, all about J.U.L.I.E.
In no world are sweet potatoes a dessert. If she’ll hoover cheeries and peanut butter while “stress eating” she can make her man a proper dessert.
In the hands of a capable chef, sweet potatoes can make really nice dessert. Donkey is not capable.
Show me a man who loves sweet potatoes for dessert over warm chocolate cake and I will show you a man who loves another man.
Goat Soap?
I’m not really much of a dessert person, so I usually prefer a dessert that’s not that sweet.
And I don’t enjoy cock like Dad$ers and Goat Soap do.
Different strokes to rule the world.
I’m not big on processed sugar sweets. At all. But I do love me some mashed yams w/ honey, pineapple juice & cayenne pepper.
This man-loving man thinks that sounds disgusting.
So I guess we’re all in agreement now. Contrary to earlier reports, there’s no correlation between liking sweet potatoes in a dessert and sexual orientation.
God, this comment actually offends me because sweet potatoes are the most disgusting thing in the world. Right up there with pineapple and coconut and genocide.
I do like a sweet potato pie
They always sounded great in novels like in The Power of One, they always had sweet potatoes for dessert. But it’s never like that in practice – the same way that oranges for Christmas are never as good as they sounded for Laura Ingalls…
Everyone knows Chicago is famous for OPRAH and WIND, but mostly for it’s oversized iceberg wedges, pan fried zucchini, southern catfish and dessert yams. She’s just a simple hometown girl. Leave her alone!!!!
My suggestions:
Lobster sorbet with champagne sauce
Live snails on crushed ice
Goose egg souffle with caperberry jam
Lobster salad aspic with goat cheese
Spiced crunchy Mexican cricket salad
Buttered parsnips, broccolini in buerre noir and roast duck breast with lingonberry marmalade
Vodka-infused watermelon feta strips
Cucumber sherbet
Coffee
Champagne
Cigarette
Throw up
Pass out
Or, you know, Clam Strips in a Sack.
i would kill for a sack of clam strips.
“Alexis Bellino reacts to accusations that she bought Twitter followers”
“I wouldn’t know the 1st thing about this & would never want fake fans following me.”
What did she do about it? ”I immediately hired a team of specialists to help determine what was happening. I did not understand the meaning of buying fans, so it has taken me a few days to grasp exactly what occurred.”
“Let me be very clear on this issue, neither myself nor members of my team have ever purchased a Twitter fan,” she says.
Alexis adds, “What I have learned is that someone else can do this to my account, and it’s very interesting how this chain of events has unfolded, and how certain people seem so knowledgeable and opinionated about what is happening to my account.”
Uh oh, what catlady bought all those fans in the stans for Jabbers???
http://starcasm.net/archives/170876
LOL. In addition to MATH IS HARD!, biggo d0nkey hooves typoed & she accidentally bought 17 million new fans in the ‘stans, hence the hack claim?
I know when my man flies 1/2 way across the country to visit me and we haven’t seen each other in days, instead of ripping his clothes off, I like to stare into my iPhone and retweet Morgan Freeman.
WUT. IS. WRONG. WITH. HER?
Does she not find Goat Soap sexually delicious anymore???????
…If my fiance were to appear like that, you would not be hearing from me for about a week. Something tells me her boyfriend is a lie. Like that night at the pool, and the fire exit, and the celiac disease.
So I’ve been reading for about 1.5 years so I think I should know this, but what are “the night at the pool” and “the fire exit”??
OT but my roommate was watching “Runaway Bride” (gross) and I watched the second half with her while downing my second box of wine for the night and I realized Julia Roberts and Donkey are pretty much the same especially that character. SO LOUD, so over-dramatic, braying laugh, GIANT CLOWN MOUTH, thinks every guy loves her, and is so gross to watch kissing someone else. God her kiss scenes are so awkward and gross. Besides her platypus lips hoovering the guy’s face, her eyes like roll back in her head. I bet that’s how a donkey kisses and I don’t wanna know. Don’t understand how Julia Roberts became such a romcom star and OMG it didn’t even occur to me until now that they have the same name since I always call a donkey by her given name: Velveeta Cheesy Skillets™.
Oh and roommate reminded me of another thing I shouted during the movie about the character in Runaway Bride is she is always fake into whatever interests her current boyfriend is into to impress him. Like a donkey!
JR annoys me, and has always annoyed me. I think the laugh is what does it, and that damn forehead vein. SO GROSS.
I heard she’s a pretty nice person IRL, though, and kinda above the Hollywood bullshit, so I’ll give her that. But still, that forehead vein. I kant.
Because of this:
Ouch. Eyes.
Julia Roberts bugs the SHIT out of me. Overexposed. Done. Full of herself. “Platypus lips’ — priceless. Watching her in Notting Hill made me want to watch paint dry for excitement.
Tangent Alert: Prince Lorenzo, (twin?) brother of calorie counting Amy’s ex boyfriend AB is on UK’s celebrity Big Brother. In his intro clip he set himself up as “not someone whole likes to use the word servant, but, I have…help. I spend most of my days speaking for the animals who cannot speak for themselves.”
lolwut?
*who not whole
If D0nkey ever needs a voice coach …