I really want to purchase this shirt (available from perezhilton.com) to commemorate my first fascination with celebrity gossip: that bald freak Britney Spears. I've never been interested by the stupid antics of the rich and drunk, but when Stupid Bitch took shears to her head, I couldn't help but say, "OMMMGGG!!!!!" Anyways, this shirt captures my general fascination with her. It also has a certain factor of self-deprecation to it when worn by... me. No, i've never been in rehab. No, i don't need rehab. I am more than willing to recognize my current party pace as over-the-top (for me, not for a frat boy), but i have given myself until the 25th to get it out of my system. Well, that's when i'm tapering off. or SO I SAY!!!Also, in a perfect world: just what i want. 10000 calorie packs. NICE.
EDIT: ommmmmgggggggg
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or, you know, you can go with ten krispy kreme cheeseburgers
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