March 17, 2008
Fug Don't Cost a Thing
Oh, Christina Milian (or, as I privately refer to you, "the girl whose name I regularly confabulate with Vanessa Minnillo's"):
Didn't you hear that only douchebags leave up the hood of their sleeveless, leather hoodies while they're inside? I mean, I guess it's possible that you were getting a pedicure, or making a sandwich, or being painted into your pants when that edict came down from The Grand High Poobah of Hoodie Rules and Regulations, but it's your responsibility to keep yourself apprised of these things. As it is, you look sort of like Rocky, as interpreted by the contestants on The Pussycat Dolls Present the Search for the Next Quasi-Pussycat Dolls-esque Girl Group: Girlicious. I can only hope this means you will be performing "Eye of the Tiger" in vaguely off-key harmony with some other girls later in the evening.
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