You Prissy Twit

A few ladies and I were enjoying some Tabloid Tea on Sunday when one woman, who was new to the tradition, asked, "Why do you guys make fun of all these celebrities?". Our answer was simple: That's what they're THERE for. Who else are we going to make fun of - the lady who rings us up at TJ Maxx? The last time I checked, the cashier at TJ Maxx didn't go through five boyfriends a week, wear ugly $5,000 furry boots, dance on top of tables at Sundance and show everyone her cooter, and parade around Rodeo Drive with a dog in a purse and a Greek shipping heir up her butt. The cashier at TJ Maxx has too much class for that kind of nonsense.

And so we salute you, universal trust fund Hollywood skank, for without you we would have to find somebody else to make fun of around the picnic table. Here here!

Maggie