recession party a-go-go
batali, lemmonex, sweatpants, wine at noon and say anything. fridays off are awesomesauce.
Some people have japanese bukkake porn, i have traderjoes.com
casey from season 3 is going to be chased with pitchforks tomorrow morning
- Padma: Hosea, you are the winner of Top Chef.
- K: Fuck my life.
- Tom Colicchio: *Perfunctory handshake. Exeunt.*
apparently you can say “twat” on bravo
tonight, we feast upon the blood of the infidels. also, pasta.
hearting skipping a speech for 4-hour happy hour. the days where i’d have yelled at me for less are not that far in the past.
don’t like eating packzi, but love watching non-michiganders struggle to pronounce it
“Monday through Friday the head of White House Correspondence delivers ten letters to be read by the President, choosing among letters that are broadly representative of the day’s news and issues; ones that are broadly representative of President’s intake of current mail, phone calls to the comment line, and faxes from citizens; and messages that are particularly compelling.
Some of these, maybe two or three each day, the President responds to in his own hand.”
swear to god, the bikini section of target was laughing at me
im in ur librareez, reedn ur nicksn biyogrfeez
ZOMG adorable slumdog moppets.