This was the stupidest week. If I have to hear another f*cking word about Kanye West and Taylor Swift I might just have to have an embarrassing freakout tantrum. This includes any joke that starts with “Imma let you finish but…” I don’t care! I didn’t even care at the beginning and now I really don’t care.
Another thing that no one could shut up about this week is the lady who was murdered at Yale. You will notice we’ve yet to weigh in on the subject, because it’s sad and gross but also because I really don’t care very much about it. The only thing I will say is that the alleged murderer isn’t exactly butt-ugly or anything. I mean, I wouldn’t kick him out of bed. Then again, I always thought the Unabomber had a certain something going on too. So don’t go by my opinion.
It was marginally sad when Patrick Swayze died, cause, you know, it’s sad when anyone dies. Death is sad. But since I do not know the man it wasn’t really that sad. Frank loves Dirty Dancing though so I bet he cried clearly canadian tears and still has She’s Like the Wind on repeat. That’s okay too! If you want to care about Patrick Swayze it’s your right as an American/Canadian.
Did ANYTHING else happen this week? Oh yes, President Obama called Kanye– oh f*ck me. Just shut watch this video of a cat. Aw! It’s a cat! Cute!
Oh, and if you haven’t watched this morning’s Tyra Banks interview you should watch that too cause I’m still loling over it.