
I don’t know if I am going to wedding or not, but if I step out of the house wearing anything resembling this monstrosity, feel free to hunt me down and slap me. I cannot write with this chick staring out into space, with what is obviously some left over Christmas ribbon on her hair.
Then sometimes, it the unfortunate headline that stops me.

What?! Cancer isn’t enough of a bitch, now the disease is playing freaking hide and seek? If you lost your lung cancer, Mom, don’t call me to help you find it. Guess I’m not writing about health issues. You’re an asshole, internet.
But, of course, if the picture is eye-catching, what does it matter about the headline?

You know what I’m thinking? I’m thinking she’s about to rip one. Hold on, here it comes….
And then from the ‘who proofread this?” category, I give you:

Well, I wasn’t before but ads like this might make reach for that glass of wine. She seems happy to be a “boozer’ so it’s got to be great. I am going to ‘like’ the shit of all the booze I can, thankyouverymuch.
As for something to write, I still got nothing.
What about y’all?
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