The crazy thing is that she actually IS as bad as we make out, because no one has actually said anything bad about her EXCEPT that she's not the brightest crayon in the box. No one has said she's ugly. I just don't thnk she's as pretty as SHE thinks she is. No one has even said she's fat! We've all just said she's not in the shape she wants us to believe she's in. Even the picture I posted of her in the grey pants - ANY other fifty-year old lady would just be like "yup, I'm half a century old. This is what I look like. Eat a dck." Not, "lobstah, you are obviously jealous of my hair [which you can buy] and my boobs [which I bought]. Didn't you see that closeup of my cleavage with the lipstick smeared across it? I am obviously in shape. Also, that wasn't supposed to be a closeup of my tits I was just leaning over to press the button on my camera. With my arms at my sides."
I just needed to say this because there seems to be some misunderstanding about why I think booty sucks. It's not her age, because she's not that old. It's not her implants, because who fucking cares? It's not her weight, because no one gives a shit, she's a goddamn adult. It's that we are on a BODYBUILDING BOARD, and there is some broad who is practically my MOTHER'S age whose SOLE CONTRIBUTION TO THREADS are motherfucking TIT SELFIES. She's not contributing training/supplement/dietary/industry knowledge, she's not bright enough for witty banter, she's not even talking about her experiences in the bodybuilding/fitness industry (which would actually be INTERESTING, frankly.) She's just here to argue about whether she's skinny or not, make references to her own sex life, and post fucking selfies! At half a century old, I hope I have better shit to do with my time.
End rant. Meltdown over. Booty is not getting another SECOND of my time.
Lob,
Couldn't find it, but I was looking for the Jaws clip where Quint, rod and reel, first settles into his seat on the Orca, munching saltines. Remember, the line tightens a bit, we hear the reel click? Once, twice, a few times more. Eyebrows drop, forehead creases. He secures his harness ...
Still waiting for hook to set and the line to start ZINGING out to sea.
(It's ok, she has no idea what I'm talking about.)
