Thoughts

Oh Thursday.  Why do you feel my head with a million thoughts.  Like…why do I pay a higher percentage of taxes than Mitt Romney?  Or any rich person for that matter?  Is that really fair?  No.  To some people, giving a third of their income to the gov means they can’t eat on certain days.  To others, it means they can’t eat caviar every day of the week.  Except that they still could.  Just sayin’.

Or, does anyone despise Tom Brady as much as I do?  I mean, he’s such a girly-man.  Too girly-manish to play football, imo.  And too girly-manish for me to think he’s hot.  He’s not hard to look at, no, but I feel like he needs a bruise or two.  Or maybe just not a girl’s face.  Or hair.

And, WTF Heidi and Seal?

Oh and Tim Gunn.  No sex in 29 years?  Damn son.  Explains a lot.  Not that he’s any less of a person, as he said, but uptight much?  Good lawd.

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