This girl. I hate any girl who would wear this sort of dress and any girl whose name is Tinsley Mortimer. And because she fits in both of those categories, I hate her.
She’s apparently some New York City socialite. I would like to know how I might apply for the position of socialite, because as I understand it, all that is required is that you be rich and wear designer clothing and talk like a valley girl and attend various galas and movie premieres and club openings and balls.
I feel like I could be good at that, if I didn’t have a giggle fit every time I said the word “balls.”
What the h*ll kind of name is TINSLEY? I guess it sounds exactly like what it is–a spoiled, rich, snobby girl who doesn’t know how to operate a washing machine or a dishwasher.
What died on her dress?
I’m not a hateful person but I do hate mostly anyone who wears fur (especially in a retarded way like that).
Pris you are my new best friend! People who wear fur are heartless, pretentious dickweeds.
What the hell are you doing up at 7.51 on Saturday, Bunny?
That’s how I roll…what-what??
You being a bunny, I’m not surprised…
I once did a video project in college where I researched for weeks, all sorts of info worldwide (with statistics photos & clips) on all kinds of animals killed (in unbelievably cruel ways) just for their fur.
At the time I had 3 ferrets (one of the animals murdered for their fur, sometimes skinned alive) so I filmed them with a blue screen on the back and had them narrate my video project… some people in my class didn’t want to ever see the film again, but I got one of the best grades, got my point across… and months of nightmares and depression after that.
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