
Although I adore celeb butt-smacker mags such as the National Enquirer, Vanity Fair and the ATL's own Stomp and Stammer, I typically don't waste precious time blogging about celeb culture. I think the masses are fully supported on that front without my 2-cents.
However, I do enjoy the occasional click to Go Fug Yourself, particularly for their in-house obsession with Kirsten Dunst's boobs. No doubt you blogorati are already way ahead of me on this, but a quick glance at those seriously droopy ones can make any middle-aged mom quite proud of the way her own are holding up so well.
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The only time I look at any celeb rags is at the salon where I get my hair cut. That it exactly every three weeks. Unfortunately I now know about Fug....and countless hours will now be wasted throughout the month
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