Broadway For Morons…
Leguizamo’s Show Attracts Brainless Entitled Subhuman… It’s 3am and I could cry.
Leguizamo’s Show Attracts Brainless Entitled Subhuman… It’s 3am and I could cry.
It’s almost the weekend so I’m going to pull a Trump and sneak a controversial thought in on a Friday.
Saturday was a inspirational day.
A dawning of a New Year usually invites hope to do and feel your best to insure a fabulously happy and productive new year.
I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore.
It is definitely time for a woman to be President of the United States of America. One very important reason is that women are superior at supporting infrastructure and maintaining the day-to-day operations.
I just had a run in with a Trump supporter. She is a white, uneducated, nasty biatch.
Since when do Republican men care about women’s health?
I am going to ask Pat Benatar to remake her hit, Love Is A Battlefield.
Rumor has it that millennials are having less sex then other generations.
Greetings…I’m back up on my soapbox. Apparently, citizens of the good ole U.S. of A. don’t trust Hillary Clinton.
It’s time for a cathartic bitchfest.
As a full-blooded member of the beyond capable, multi-tasking gender and an American, I am thrilled that a woman may be the next President of the United States of America.
My daughter is my filter. I am still loopy from my new meds. That’s my excuse for not taking responsibility for saying dumb stuff.
I am a self-professed foodie. No surprise there. I was thinking ahead to my husband’s birthday.
Miraculously, Governor Chris Christie does have a better half. Once you cut through the layers of fat and bullshit you get a peek at his wife, Mary Pat Christie.
How can anyone maintain a sunny disposition when returning a leased car?!