Ok, this girl is some kind of conceptual art genius. Plus, I admire her tough stance on completely destroying all the other grades. I hope she won.

“What up, fish!”

Another reality dance show. The world needs more of this. Oh and disease and war! Those too!

Gentry bounced off the bathroom door like a pinball and executed a perfect face plant into the nearest stall. “Gentry, you’re drunk again! Come back out here and bring me and Momma home!”, Lindsey yelled through the men’s room door. “Don’t make come in there and flush yer twig and berries!” Gentry looked up from his recycled lunch receptacle and managed a slurry retort. “Ain’t no twig! Issa goddamned Redwood!” After a solid 20 minutes of semi-solid vomit, Gentry picked himself up off the floor and stumbled to the sink. His reflection in the mirror triggered an involuntary arch of his back and forward thrust of his wide chest. He winked at the wobbling man in the mirror, ran a broken comb through his hair and pretended to wash his hands.

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Clearly, this girl’s mother needs to be stopped:

KFC is opening an additional 600 “restaurants” in Africa this year, totaling nearly 1200. But the good news is that America now has a reason to go back to Mogadishu. Maybe KFC’ll even commemorate a special new sandwich for it.

I cried at the movie. I’ll cry at the sandwich.