Friday, May 04, 2007


It actually physically pains me to see this much energy expended in the direction of Granthony.

She should be shaking with relief and dripping with nerve-sweat, coming off that mad adrenaline spike from having dodged a moist, mustachioed bullet. Instead, she's berating herself like she's just told Derek Jeter to go fuck himself and take his marriage proposal with him.

And the worst part is, we all know this is just a diversion, a tiny bump on the road to Liz + Granthony 4-Evah. Glurrrrrrrgh. I feel sick now.



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