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Beer scented urine candle, of course!
(why would anyone want a beer scented candle? I have a beer scented husband!)
Thanks Angela!
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Beer scented urine candle, of course!
(why would anyone want a beer scented candle? I have a beer scented husband!)
Thanks Angela!
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I’m sure this was a lot of work.
Oh who am I kidding? I have no idea what’s involved in felting. I’ve seen enough felting disasters here not to care, either. Goodness, remember CHOPS? (Who could forget?)
Because THIS? Would get me laughed out of the Country Club. Not that I belong to the Country Club, but yanno, if I did.
Now I want some deep-fried calamari. Which cost WAY less than this $325 bracelet. That’s a lot of clams. Heh.
{source} <—- I will say the rest of this Etsy shop is PURTY. Seriously.
That hair looks just a little too real, my precious.
And yet, Creepy Helen looks a lot more sane than Jinx!
Reminds me of the video The Bloggess posted the other day:
*shudder*

I swear. Some media outlets just make it too easy to make fun of them. Apparently, Miley Cyrus picked up dinner at Outback Steakhouse the other night. And that should have been the end of it. Except it wasn’t. Because Miley {gasp} “angered the staff” when she “failed to leave a tip on the $70 bill”.
“She pulled an envelope of money out and handed a $100 bill over, but she kept all the change.”
Reports immediately circulated that “Miley Cyrus Makes $25 Million and Thinks She’s Better Than You!”, “Miley Cyrus Gets The Best of Both Worlds!” “Miley Cyrus Makes Mickey Mouse Cry!”.
Miley’s spokesperson issued a response claiming that Miley “made a genuine mistake in failing to add a service charge. Miley didn’t know she was supposed to
tip unless she was eating inside.”
First of all, Outback? Second, I once left a bitchy waitress a note that said “Here’s a tip: fix your hair”. Third, let me explain takeout. According to initial reports Miley and her sister, Brandi, picked up dinner themselves and then ate it outside the restaurant. You know, without a server. Like, to go. As in, to leave.
If I were Miley’s spokesperson my response would have been a little less…diplomatic. Fortunately for you I get paid to be a smartass.
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