I think this gal must be the child I never had. Because she has fire. A lot of fire. And she’s not afraid to torch that bridge when necessary.
Nataly Buhr is making headlines with her valedictorian speech at San Ysidro High School in sunny California. After the standard thanking of her friends and family, and a handful of memorable teachers, she pulled an Al-Pacino-Scent-of-a-Woman-take-a-flame-thrower-to-this-place-speech. She “thanked” her counselor: "… for teaching me to fend for myself. You were always unavailable to my parents and I, despite appointments. Only in these past few weeks, with the awards ceremonies and graduation coming up, did you begin making your appearance.” She “thanked” the office staff: "Your negligence to inform me of several scholarships until the day before they were due potentially caused me to miss out on thousands of dollars.” She “thanked” an unnamed teacher: Who was “regularly intoxicated during class… Thank you for using yourself as an example to teach students about the dangers of alcoholism. Being escorted by police out of school was a lasting impression.” School officials said her speech wasn’t the one she submitted for approval prior to the ceremony, and that she ruined the positivity of her moment. Uhmm... she took her moment up 10 notches! FYI: Her parents and friends are proud of her shade. Put this chick in charge of something. I’ve seen the ads. Everywhere. Including in my social media feed for The Real Real. What’s that you ask? Consignment shopping for rich-bitch stuff. Oooh, verfied designer stuff for a fraction of the price. Here’s the ad that I received: Limited edition Nike’s with a plutonium display case. Only $11,000! And they’re 8-years-old!!! WTF did this cost when it was brand new!?!? Seriously. Sneakers that I will scuff, get mud on, wear once or twice… then display them? I’d rather have the foosball table or margarita machine. Those are more valuable and worthy of “display.” You don’t want to see my foot juice on display. Notice next to the ridic shoe box, the clear “Cinderella” pumps. For $647.50. What? Did Prince Charming get these back in the divorce settlement? I’ll just stick with fake fake Target bargains and Amazon purchases. And by the way, this website is real for whom? Most rich folk don’t consignment shop. This site must be for real fools who want to pretend they’re really rich with over-priced bullsh*t. *End Rant*
Older man. Younger woman. This concept is nothing new. Experts will say genetics are to blame. That way back in time we needed to populate the Earth, and so men need younger women to make that happen because older women ain’t droppin’ eggs anymore, blah, blah, blah. But that has nothing to do with today.
There is no need to populate the planet. It’s just a man’s need to feel like he’s still got juice. Like, free-flowing, life-creating juice. Vurp. I just read a story that 64-year-old Dennis Quaid dumped his long-time girlfriend Santa Auzina—who’s 31—for Laura Savoie—who’s 26. While the dudes are high-fiving their “bra” for landing a hot, young babe, keep in mind she could be his granddaughter. You are banging your granddaughter! I get that age is just a number. But seriously, what do you two have in common with nearly four (4) decades separating you!?!? Guess she’s a smart one—a PhD student. And smart because who doesn’t want some celebrity money and notoriety. I thought she might be into fossil fuels and Dennis was a case study. Hey, it might be true love. I mean, Dennis is still fit-and-fine and who didn’t love to sit on grandpa’s lap as a kid? Add this to the list of things I want for my home: I’m starting to think I need a second home display all the cool, wacky stuff I want. LOL Add this to the indoor bowling alley, skee ball table, wine machine, etc… and we’ll have the best second-party-home ever! What’s sad, is that this item is out of stock!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! It’s the perfect one-two punch: fun game, and functional coffee table. Maybe they’ll get this item back in, and then I might have to buy one. Since I don’t own a second home, I have no idea where I would put this. I like the coffee table I have now. Sigh. #FirstWorldProbs I like Groupon. I’ve purchased many a meal deal, activities, and steals on jewelry. But I’m quite certain I do not want to purchase any kind of supplement or “drug” this way. And this seems a little… not cool. Yup! For just $39 or $69 (really?) you can purchase this Groupon and receive this: After an online physician consult, patients can receive Lady-V, a Sildenafil / Oxytocin blended specifically for enhanced female libido First of all, this chick is too young for any kind of enhancement pill. Show me a frazzled, soft-around-the-middle woman, and I might identify better. Second of all—and most importantly—libido stimulating drugs are targeted differently for men and women. And actual results for women from these drugs are minimal. While men’s Viagra goes straight for the banana, the female version targets the neurotransmitters in the brain. Why can’t a drug be developed that would stimulate our parts? Just like a man to miss the mark… again. P.S. A bottle of wine will do the trick. And it’s only $4.99. Just sayin’. LOL The things you see while shopping. For realzies. This young gal was with her momma, who apparently approves of her womb-revealing shorts and house slippers. For the love of all things sacred, please don’t abuse your jayjay. It needs to breathe. It doesn’t need to choke on a wad of thong and denim. I was young once. But even then I didn’t want to have to hide-and-pick. Unless this is a new job (like social media management) for a new generation. Gloves better be included. Maybe she’s some kind of "vagina vigilante" and she’s strangling her own first... (?) And WTH with the house slippers? You’re picking up all kinds of nasty with those cute-sy feathers. At least her top is covered. She really should've completed this look with a tube top. P.S. Do you know how difficult it is to walk behind someone, snap a covert pic, and not get caught? LOL So I’m thinking I want my own zoo. In a recent blog post, I wanted toys. Still do. And some of what I’m talking about (both of these items are toys—though one is not presented that way. So this came up in my feed. You know how much I love Wish. Some really cool products on the cheap. And some really bizarre stuff. I saw this and thought: “I can buy a dog for $19? Yes!” Obviously, you can’t buy a real dog (I checked.) Perhaps some better marketing is needed. LOL Then I saw this, also in my news feed—from Walmart. So, I did some research. I couldn’t find this panda on line. Bummer. Because I want a panda! But I did find this rechargeable dog ride. This stuff wasn’t around when I was a kid. Maybe the big deal was one of those mini motorized cars. But if we wanted to ride a pony, we either had a rocking chair, or daddy pretended to be a horse by getting down on all fours and we sat on his back. Why can’t they make this big enough for me? Not fair. Super groups can be a double-edged sword. More on the business end than anything else—hurting. Badly. This had me howling. I was optimistic about the group Hollywood Vampires. How can you go wrong when you put a musical project together with Alice Cooper, Joe Perry and Johnny Depp? Maybe the kiss of Depp is the Kiss of Death. They're back with more music (Who knew they had any previously). I wish they would’ve stayed in their mansions. There’s something off about their song “Who’s Laughing Now”. Maybe it’s because Johnny sounds British when he sings, and he’s not British. Or perhaps the Alice Cooper parts sound like an Alice Cooper impersonator. I get it. The song is all about telling Hollywood and Johnny's critics to suckle his schlong. But… Maybe I just need more wine. Lots more wine. Because everyone on the YouTube loves this. Check that. They love Johnny Depp. Perhaps he’s altered their ear holes with his musical sorcery. So, I got to thinking. Stop laughing. I want to have the ultimate fun stuff. I’m a big kid at heart, and to me age is just a number. I’ve decided I need these things. Maybe if I start a GoFundMe, some sucker—I mean, kind person—will donate to my “cause”. Any takers? LOL
One night after an exhausting day, I was scrolling through my Instagram when I came across this:
I thought it was an odd pink thong. Then I realized, it’s a small dog harness. I totally missed the name Parisian Pet. Oops. Perhaps I need to find more time for sleep. LOL |
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