I thought for all my life that MC was just rully rully tan, and it wasn't until I was grown that someone told me she was biracial when I wondered why she was at the BETs. And then my family made fun of me forever. I hate MC and will all my life. That's all.
Stacy, I hate her because my gym programs her to play 3x in one hour in the early morning. There is no escape, even with my ipod. Let us unite.
Speaking of the gym, I need to EMOTIONALLY EAT right now. A go-to-taco-bell-and-order-one-of-everything type of emotionally eat. Was this episode tonight better than RHNYC Scary Island?
I cannot for the life of me understand why these women, when clearly so humiliated by each other and their own actions, ever agree to return and show their sad lives again. I would want to crawl into a hole and die after being exposed they way they are. How can they ever face anyone again? I'd be mortified!!!!!
Because they're FRIENDS, Jen! For real! They fight and disagree, and then they make up! Camille and Kyle are really close!!!
I too am an emotional eater. I blame the pregnancy. And the fact that Kim's nervous twitching made me need a drink, but I can't, so I ate instead. Also the pregnancy's fault.
I don't think anything will ever top the sitting-on-the-back-of-the-couch reaction I had to Scary Island. I may have recoiled into the back of it though. I like how Martin pretty much sat there, said, "Oh, come now" and touched Kyle's ass when it looked like she was going for Kim.
It's not even the fighting that's embarrassing. Taylor's acceptance of an unfulfilling marriage, Camille's clear insecurity and "mean girl/shitty" comments about Kyle's husband and parading around completely delusional that she's hotter than she really is. That kind of shit
Taylor just keeps proving she as shallow as the 2 inch kiddie pool at the local park ... 'I want them to know they can be just like me and live in Beverly Hills too'.
Ahh, a dream come true to be in a bland McMansion, in a loveless marriage with a senseless man and on top of it all be as happy as our cotton candy fellator that is Ms Taylor Armstrong.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
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I thought for all my life that MC was just rully rully tan, and it wasn't until I was grown that someone told me she was biracial when I wondered why she was at the BETs. And then my family made fun of me forever. I hate MC and will all my life.
That's all.
Stacy, I hate her because my gym programs her to play 3x in one hour in the early morning. There is no escape, even with my ipod. Let us unite.
Speaking of the gym, I need to EMOTIONALLY EAT right now. A go-to-taco-bell-and-order-one-of-everything type of emotionally eat. Was this episode tonight better than RHNYC Scary Island?
I cannot for the life of me understand why these women, when clearly so humiliated by each other and their own actions, ever agree to return and show their sad lives again. I would want to crawl into a hole and die after being exposed they way they are. How can they ever face anyone again? I'd be mortified!!!!!
Because they're FRIENDS, Jen! For real! They fight and disagree, and then they make up! Camille and Kyle are really close!!!
I too am an emotional eater. I blame the pregnancy. And the fact that Kim's nervous twitching made me need a drink, but I can't, so I ate instead. Also the pregnancy's fault.
I don't think anything will ever top the sitting-on-the-back-of-the-couch reaction I had to Scary Island. I may have recoiled into the back of it though. I like how Martin pretty much sat there, said, "Oh, come now" and touched Kyle's ass when it looked like she was going for Kim.
It's not even the fighting that's embarrassing. Taylor's acceptance of an unfulfilling marriage, Camille's clear insecurity and "mean girl/shitty" comments about Kyle's husband and parading around completely delusional that she's hotter than she really is.
That kind of shit
Taylor just keeps proving she as shallow as the 2 inch kiddie pool at the local park ... 'I want them to know they can be just like me and live in Beverly Hills too'.
Ahh, a dream come true to be in a bland McMansion, in a loveless marriage with a senseless man and on top of it all be as happy as our cotton candy fellator that is Ms Taylor Armstrong.