It's a word because I say it is. How DO you distract obsessed fans of a defunct tweeny TV show remake from the fact that your eyes are in two separate time zones? Wear a dress cut to your pubic bone and tip your head and hope they don't notice because they're all wanking off to Dylan's sideburns or Toris sTory. Guess what, worthless bitch, one of your peepers is still two feet above the other one. You should tie a mother fuckin' parachute to your eyelashes and see if that goofy fucker can float down to sea level.
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Now, now.
I thought I was the only person in the world who thought she looked like a Picasso.
You forgot to discuss her buck teeth.
People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones...
Agreed, anon 12:24.
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