P-RUNWAY! I love P-Runway. These girls are so boring though, except the lantern-jawed Margit Carstensen who needs to stop showing me her ribcage (although can I have that black lace overlay dress she wore for the runway please) and then that dewy-skinned pixie lady who just looks so cute all the time it makes me sick. So many bitchy dudes! Yay! P.S. I hate all the dresses tonight. Is that one made out of truffles? Gross. P-RUNWAY!
If Ashanti says "hasta la vista (snap)" on my TV one more time I will throw it out the window. (No I won't. I know it will happen again.)
Ohhhh broseph, look at that. It is Christmas in July. It is USA Basketball practice time! So I rush home today, right, to find pictures of a certain professional athlete in his Team USA gear (I have my priorities) and what do I find? A blog, son!
I will admit after the first graf I kind of went Zzzzzz but I perked up instantly at "after 10 minutes, it was like 'Man,'" which is exactly the kind of musical storytelling magic I was anticipating.
I just pray that whoever the hater is at NBA.com will stop using that ancient jug-eared Caesar bangs picture already, because a part of me dies every time I look at it. Stop the madness.