According to the NY Daily News, Mariah Carey isn’t going to have kids. Which I think we should all just take a moment to be thankful about.
<taking a moment to give silent thanks>
Anyway, the reason she doesn’t want to have them is because to do so would make her feel “violated”, and because “you have to try and stay pretty, you know.”
I hate her so much.
Jorts, panty-hose and heels? Really?
Why? Why would any self-respecting woman put on pantyhose with a pair of shorts?
God I hate Mariah Carey. And you know what I especially hate? The way she points and flutters her hand around her own face when she sings, as if she’s conducting herself. And when she goes for the high notes, she points up, as if to say, “Observe commoners - as I reach high notes right in front of you.” I hate her SO MUCH. And you know what else I hate? The fact that Paula Abdul wore an entire bouquet of flowers around her neck last night. What was that about?
I am pretty sure that this evening’s edition of American Idol was created specifically to see how much Mariah Carey I could withstand before taking my own life. And I’m happy to report that I’m still here. BUT BARELY. Jump in to read about the show. Continue reading ‘The Top 7 With Mariah Carey’
This is apparently a leaked photo from Pariah Carey’s new album. And it is RIDICULOUS. It is so outrageously over produced that it barely resembles her. It instead resembles a cross between Lena Horne, Rita Rudner, and an ostrich.
But that’s kinda mean to ostriches.
Hey - did you guys know I hate Mariah Carey?
There is something about this picture that makes Mariah Carey look like a muppet. I don’t know if it’s her preposterous shoes, or her goofy muppet grin, or her little muppet slouch, but she is ridiculous. And that makes me happy.
Seriously. How miserable is it to be Mariah Carey’s dog? Look at the pitiful, despondent, hopeless, dejected look on that poor little guy’s face. Have you seen a sadder dog?
Hang in there, doggie. God loves a terrier.
Pariah went jewelry shopping for some new necklaces. I’m guessing this photo was snapped riiiiiight about when she was asked if her breasts were real.
I really really really hate her.
Pariah Carey can’t even be bothered to hold her own umbrella these days. Look at this poor sap. How much self esteem do you think he has? He has to go to sleep at night knowing that the most worthy accomplishment of his day is that he kept the sun off a jack russell terrier. Consider that for a moment.
Hopefully Pariah carries man-treats for him, at least.
Words can’t do justice to the level of hatred I have for her and her stupid album cover.
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