*speechless*

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"Gee, I hope I don't stab myself in my surgically reconstructed eye, with my couldn't-look-faker fingernails, while I move my bleached blonde extensions hair away from my also surgically recontructed, over-sized Mick Jagger-like lips...."

And, fer fucks sake... does this woman not own a mirror? That style dress makes her look like Mister Potato Head body from that gauche, tacky fur strip down.

Mr. Blackwell, where ARE you when we need you?

Shit, man... I live in sweats, so I'm no fashionista, but even I can see how horrid this poor woman looks.

I'll bet her Dad is spinning and gagging in his grave, may the Don rest in peace. I love that guy, but this is an abomination.
Seriously.
*shudder*

How old is she, anyway? 50? 55? That's what it looks like....

Posted by: Stevie at 09:30 AM

Comments

1 She's definately over 50 and trying to look "new".
Pathetic. I'm (almost)embarrassed for her.

Posted by: Tuning Spork at August 10, 2004 11:34 PM (LaDCa)

2 Hey! Speak for yourselves,you unappreative
nay-sayers. Us sixty-six year olds are gettin into Mafia masterbation....It's like building your own blow-up doll. She's got everything us
50's pud-pounders dreamed of when we were soiling our hands, sheet, underwear with sticky stuff, wishing the those prissy dates of ours had even
10% of what Gotti's got.. Geez, stinking generation gap, darn kids today..porn always at you finger-tips, girls puttin out on the second date, mumble, mumble...Whata you kids know about anything any way?

Posted by: haveayen at August 11, 2004 01:48 AM (Ks8AL)

3 Well, the only answer to THAT is... sung by the incomparable Mr. Paul Lynde in Bye Bye Birdie...


"Kids"
Kids! I don't know what's wrong with these kids today!
Kids! Who can understand anything they say!
Kids! They are disobedient, disrespect oafs,
Noisy, crazy, sloppy, lazy loafers!
And while we're on the subject
Kids! You can talk and talk til your face is blue!
Kids! But they still do just what they want to do!
Why can't they be like we were?
Perfect in every way!
What's the matter with kids today?

Kids! I don't mind the moonlight swims, it's the loop-the-loop that hurts!
Kids! Why don't they lower the draft age--to about eleven?
Kids! I didn't know what puberty was until I was almost past it!
Kids! They are just impossible to control!
Kids! With their awful clothes and their rock and roll!
Why can't they dance like we did?
What's wrong with Sammy Kaye?
What's the matter with kids today?

Posted by: Stevie at August 11, 2004 11:13 AM (fyfZF)

4 Yeah, that's what I meant. Plus I'd do her.
Plus I'd get killed by some bodyguard. Although she probably couldn't stop laughin' when she knew my intentions, and would show me to the door before anything fatal happened.....

Posted by: haveayen at August 11, 2004 08:50 PM (SB0/u)






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