We were going to riff on the insane amount of ribbon magnets smothering cars these days.
We mean, come on, we get it with the troop support, but do you really need to support the troops, tell the world you're a PAL supporter and that you don't like the autism all on one motor vehicle?
But then we read this.
Oh Lindsay, you poor, poor thing. Let's think about this for a minute: you talked to a reporter. That reporter wrote things down, and probably taped you. You said things. The reporter reported the things you said.
This really isn't rocket science. When you say things to a reporter, Vanity Fair or not, the reporter says what you say. Jesus.
You are so off our list, now. And we could have been something. Drats.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
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