So, thank you to And I Am Not Lying Blog for this little treasure straight off the mean hallways of an elementary school in Washington, DC.
According to the scribe, there are 98 different types of bitches. I identify with: #28. big eyed bitches , #33. dick riding bitches, and #59. nappy tender headed bitches.
What type of bitch might you be? (more…)
“Mo’Nique, may I lay my head on your bosom?” -BW
Yes I did purchase this on Ebay for $20.
The LA Gay & Lesbian Center aka the House of Hues aka the El Gay aka the the (Yes I) WILLtern aka the Club (I never say) NOkia–is THE performance venue for all of our most treasured queer legends. And I DO use that term loosely.
I was tardy in reporting one of the funniest queens this side of Anaheim, a one Miss Leslie Jordan, who was performing her one woman show, Full of Gin and Regret. Look her ass up on the google-net, facebook her, suck her dick and receive $75 or a new pair of sneakers.
Have no fear cause the queen of quirk, our very own Major Tom Space Oddity, Miss Beth Lapides (Lah-pee-dis) is beaming into the Renberg Theatre on Saturday, January 9, for one-night of her solo show, 100 % Happy 88% of the Time.
Bethy started out on those mean, penis-centric Hollywood comedy club stages back in the day and DID THINGS HER WAY… 
Her UN-CABARET comedy workshops provided me a soothing environment, not unlike Desitin on a fat lady’s thighs, in which to get my start speaking my gay mind to the peoplez. And look where I am now! I got a blog, some videos on YouTube, and just filled out $755 worth of grad school applications. Don’t hate the player, hate the game, y’all.
Speaking of PLAYAS…don’t nobody fuck with the real queen bee…whew 
lawdy my fingers are on fire just typing her name, MISS JENIFER LEWIS, as I live and breathe. She started out on Broadway as one of Bette Midler’s Harlettes and has since become known as the black mother of Hollywood. She sings, she acts, she dances…she holds nothing back; just the way we like it. So definitely see her show, HOT FLASH, this February.
A dream come true:
FASHION HIGHLIGHTS FROM EVERY SINGLE EPISODE OF ROSEANNE.
SO FIRE ME
Roseanne, Roseanne, Roseanne. I live for the show. I watch the same episodes over and over and glean something new every time. GOD, I LOVE ROSEANNE. I dare say it’s the best sitcom ever (minus the last two seasons).
Enough about me…Third and Delaware provides a thorough herstory of the fashion of Roseanne as created by genius costume designer, Erin Quigley.
New favorite website.
Fuck Hurt Locker, I wanted Jeremy Renner ever since I saw him portray serial killer, Jeffrey Dahmer, in the film, “Dahmer.” I would let him fuck me, carve me up like so many Thanksgiving turkeys, and devour me any old day.
I thought I saw him once when I was drunk in West Hollywood and I was like, “You, you’re Jeffrey Dahmer–no, no, no I mean you played Jeffery Dahmer.” And he denied it. And I was like you’re not a big enough star to deny that you are who I know you are. Rude.
"I'm American-Albanian, The tattoo is the Albanian 2 headed Eagle sybolizes strength!!"
Season 3 of the Bad Girls Club paraded its new stash of vile, self-hating whore-wenches.
Like an apparition, a healthy bodied, unhealthfully eye-browed, hard butch appeared. Her name is Florina but you can call her Flo. Imagine Rizzo from Grease mixed with Latoofah from Set It Off. Flo “likes girls and guys.”
But only guys with vaginas. She stands to get a lot of drunk poo-say this season. Go get ‘em girl. Turn those bitches out.
From Flo’s website:
2009
In 2007, I was working a miserable job at MTV with a batshit crazy boss who tried to force herself onto me as my fag hag. It was very violating. I prayed a big rig would hit me every day during my two hour commute to Santa Monica. When Halloween came around and I was ordered to plan a Halloween party for the staff, I decided I needed a costume that would allow me to be ill-behaved all day long. So I settled on Courtney Love circa ‘95.
Imagine me arriving at work, kicking trash cans, panties around my ankles, yelling at people—and not getting fired for it. It was perfect.
Since that year’s Courtney was kind of haphazzardly created, I wanted to try it again in 2008. This year’s Courtney v.3 was the best–and the last. I’m throwing in my tiara. Keep reading to see the evolution… (more…)
This Craigslister doesn’t care if you are paraplegic or quadriplegic–just as long as you’re plegic.
I want to date a blind guy but I don’t think they use Craigslist.
