Thursday, March 30, 2006
Ew!
I know I've been gone for, uh, a long time and I know how lame it is to just pop in to be a she-harpy and freak out about another couple that pairs a mentally ill female with an overcompensating uber-straight man but OH MY GOD, STOP THE WORLD, I WANT TO GET OFF.
What is going on here? If they were closer to the guardrail, I'd guess that he was going to push her off or something, because he looks so profoundly uncomfortable touching a person with a vagina. Why is she wearing a duster and a trucker hat? Why is his skin such a frightening color? Why has the world gone insane?
ENOUGH, Teri Hatcher. ENOUGH. We get it-you used to be a has-been and now you're famous again! Bwah! Isn't it funny how life works out? You go to every red carpet event in the world and laugh like a freaking mentally ill person at jokes that no one has made, and you angrily refute benign "gossip" items about you, and it made the entire world roll their eyes but this is just going too far. We can smell your desperation. Staging an elaborate fake PDA with RYAN EFFING SEACREST is probably the most ridiculous (and icky) thing I have ever seen in my life, aside from Katie Holmes and her constantly changing stomach shape.
This is wrong. SICK and WRONG. Innocent people might be in line at the supermarket patiently waiting to buy food for their kitten and they will be assaulted by these US Weekly photos and die on the spot, leaving the poor little kitty HUNGRY at home, so that makes you guilty of KITTEN MURDER, Teri and Ryan. I hope you sick freaks are happy.
Mallory at 3/30/2006 04:24:00 PM
