I ordered a corset to wear at an event this weekend, thinking (mistakenly) that it’s being shipped from a nearby city. It turns out it’s coming from fucking Pakistan. 😡🤬🤬 If I had known, I wouldn’t have ordered. This vendor totally misrepresented themselves. Not good. Anyway, so now I have no choice but to go
Basically… Biden: Get off my lawn!!! Evil Lying Witch from Arkansas: Democrats eat babies and worship Satan! Radical Woke Left wants to take your freedom! Be afraid!!! CARNAGE!!!! WOKE!!! WOKE!!! SOCIALISM!!!! TRANSGENDER PEOPLE!!! DRAG QUEENS!! WOKE!!!! 😂
Regrettably, I knew the Grammys would throw Beyoncé the little bones but not the big ones, most notably the Album of the Year. This is the problem when you have 57 nominees vying for the award. Vote splitting is bound to happen. It’s like gerrymandering. Grammymandering, if you will. The odds were stacked, always stacked,
Since the Grammys are now creating awards for everything, I would like to officially submit a proposal for the creation of the category: “Best Song To Listen To While Pooping.” 🙄💅🏻😵💫
So far I’ve been correctly calling the winners of the televised awards, except Best Country Album. Congrats Kim Petras and Sam Smith!!! I gagged when they were announced as winners of Best Pop Duo/Group Performance. 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻
I just found out that the aspartame in Diet Coke (that I love so much and drink on the regular) gets converted to formaldehyde (you know, the stuff they use to treat corpses so they don’t decompose so quickly) once it’s inside a person’s digestive system and the body does its work of breaking it