Showing posts with label Spot The Emaciated Freak. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spot The Emaciated Freak. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Spot The Emaciated Freak

Spot The Emaciated Freak

I love Lagerfeld's tie. That fucker is wide. Actually, is that really a tie or did he accidentally tuck a tablecloth into his collar and get up? I wish he'd slap that bitch Knightley right in the face. "And that's for that endless snoozefest The Duchess. And that's for those hideous Alba-bangs. And that's for stabbing me in the face with your cheekbone when we were air-kissing. Bitchbitchbitchbitch. Oh, Renfield, bring me a bag of O-negative. I'm feeling sluggish."