I Met the Anti-Christ
I met the Anti-Christ last week. She's not as ugly as I thought she would be. And I thought she would be a he, not so. And she does not seem to have any particular religious affiliation, unless sex is a religion. Or drinking.
She pinched every butt, kissed every cheek and hugged for inappropriate lengths of time every stranger in a hundred mile radius. And I know far more about sex with politicians in the state of New York than I ever wanted to know.
If you've read 'The Devil Wears Prada' or watch much Food Network, well, you've met her too. Trust me, its far worse in person.
She pinched every butt, kissed every cheek and hugged for inappropriate lengths of time every stranger in a hundred mile radius. And I know far more about sex with politicians in the state of New York than I ever wanted to know.
If you've read 'The Devil Wears Prada' or watch much Food Network, well, you've met her too. Trust me, its far worse in person.
posted by Anonymous | 8:06 AM
1 Comments:
You met Sandra Lee?! Was she drunk? I would double check your soul. I heard she steals them when you aren't looking.
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