I KNEW I Shouldn’t Have Gone Out Without My Kneepads Last Night

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I’ve heard of the “walk of shame,” but never the “old-timey roller skate of shame.” But hey, at least you get home faster.

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I’ve heard of the “walk of shame,” but never the “old-timey roller skate of shame.” But hey, at least you get home faster.

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Happy St. Paddy’s Day, my fashionable friends. Remember to wear green for luck. Also remember to wear pants. Just a good rule generally.

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It’s true, they are. However, I suddenly understand why my grandma still has some reservations about the gays. I would too if they kept stealing my church hats.

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Hey guys, big announcement. I know you come here to look at fashion fails, but we’re actually narrowing our scope. Turns out you CAN sustain an entire website (or ten) on WeirdosInGoldBodySuits.com, so add that to your Google Reader or whatever.

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Oh, is the t-shirt-over-gold-Spiderman-suit-with-space-alien-sunglasses look back in? I had no idea.

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When Grandma Evelyn finds out what you‘ve been doing with all those hours she spent teaching you to crochet, she is NOT going to be happy about it.

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Jerry’s Russian mail-order bride—finally scheduled to arrive at the train depot tonight—had asked him, “You wheel whet for me on da platforms, yes?” He was just trying to make her happy.

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What? Teaching third grade doesn’t exactly pay the big bucks, okay? Miss Janie’s got bills to pay. This modeling gig helps with all the mouths she has to feed. Nine cats are a lot of work.
Feeling a little ill after this picture? How about a nice, hawt palette cleanser? All better.

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Nice try, lady, but you can’t fool me. I fell for that trick once back in ’95, and will never again believe someone when they try to convince me that they have two butts. You hear me, Tonya “Two Butts” Tuscadero, IF THAT’S EVEN YOUR REAL NAME?

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Does the end game of every fashion trend have to be nudity? What’s next? Selling me a square inch of fabric to tape to my left knee and calling it a pair of jeans?