
I will dissolve the ruffled thing with my sour gaze before it can win.

My body language explains why children flock to me, Nina Garcia.

I 'm at my warmest when explaining my competitor's failings to them.
Au revoir, lemonface! Adios, Lemony Snicket! I dance on your puckery grave!
P.S. All hail Sweet P! She's a downy comforter, a stiff drink and a fuckin' bouquet of daffodils all wrapped up in one. I love her. She must win.


2 comments:
AMEN!
they could make me even happier by sending Weepy Ricky home next.
(though then i would be bereft of my PR4 drinking game - every time Ricky cries, do a shot - so maybe i would miss him.)
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