Surprise, surprise. One of these days when Love happens to shake her shit out in public, I’m going to drop over from not surprise. Because you can only get used to something happening for so long before it completely bores the shit out of you and you just die from it.
I have a feeling these days are upon us, you guys.
Love was photographed making quite a scene at LAX earlier in the week, disrupting people-traffic, flailing her arms around like a deranged parrot and mincing words with airport security over water bottles and cell phones. And looking like she’s got, like, lesions or something on her arms or something. What the hell are they? New tattoos? Hickeys? Worm-holes into another dimension? Scratch-and-sniff strawberry stickers?
And come on. Who the fuck is she talking to, anyway? This girl’s still playing it like she’s got friends in low places somewhere?
you know, courtney was actually even looking better lately (see: dlisted and her twitpics), which is impressive for her. but of course that couldn’t have even been mentioned on this blog where the only people you don’t shit talk are taylor swift and your parents. shame.
“Uhhh, ma’am…no one is frisking you. You can actually just go on ahead, you’re not actually as important as you think you are.”
LOVE the TSA guy’s face!
those are actually her incredibly stupid looking tattoos. yeah, she might have cleaned up a little, but she’s still batshit insane after all these years.
don’t let the clean-up fool ya.
Surprise, surprise. One of these days when love is going to move the shit in public, I will fall over, it is not surprising. Because you get used to things happening for so long was completely shit out of you and you die alone.memory stick