We here at The Frisky live for celeb gossip, chocolate, and your comments. What can we say? You bitches crack us up! In honor of you, our smart, sexy, and incisive readers, who aren’t afraid to talk smack on the Internet, we’re giving away prizes! Each week we’ll award you awesome, internet chatty Cathy’s a little something special. This week, five winners will receive ClinQs Reusable Drink Stickers. Without further adieu, the lucky winners of this week’s Gift For Gab.Prefers Camel To Camo
lawngnome in Camouflage Your Cuchini!
This Cuchini thing looks like a nightmare. I’ll take camel toe over poochie cooter any day. Seriously, who wants to be mistaken for a drag queen at the pool?
Most In Need Of A Spa Day
Keesh Mia in Five Things That Would Suck About A Woman Without A Mouth
This is so right on. Remeber the chalk board around the neck in The Piano?
I could think of great benefits of a guy without a mouth:
1. much lower grocery bill
2. no more random screaming during the football games to wake up the baby
3. no more beer belches
4. no more “Honey, can you grab me a _____, on your way back from the kitchen?”
5. no more retarded remarks about my mother
Bean’s Nonviolent Problem Solver
Bean’s Girl in Are Separate Beds The Kiss Of Death In A Relationship?
Let’s see, fighting because we are both exhausted due to his snoring (which I thought was kind of cute when we were dating) keeping me up and I keep waking him up by nudging him to make the snoring stop for about 10 seconds while I drift bacck to sleep only to be woke up again by ((((((((AAAAGAGHAAGHGHHHGH PHHHhhhhheeeeeeeeewwwww)))))))
I don’t think it’s a bad idea. I’m with you writegirl, it IS a better alternative to murder lol. We have been sleeping in seperate rooms for about a year now, and I’ve never slept better in my life. Of course I do miss not having him there next to me at night, that is hard.
A Cruel Riddler
retro chic in Quote Of The Day: Lady GaGa Suffers From Modern Female Dating Disorder
Riddle: What is the one part of a person’s body that can’t be seen without a mirror, or a good friend pointing it out to them? Um-hm, yeah, that’s what she is, too. Someone, give this woman a mirror.
I loved my acid wash jeans in high school. Tight as hell, showing off my shape–which back then was really good. And I wore them best with this peach acrylic sweater (can we say ‘itchy as hell’?) that came just to my waist, showed just the right amount of belly when I walked, the permed, blond hair and the frosted apricot lipstick. Pegged the legs with white ankle socks and keds. The only thing I was missing was the aqua-blue eyeliner.
Is it that obvious I was from Jersey?
Congratulations to this week’s winners! Next week, we’ll be giving away We Love Colors Tights to five lucky readers. Good luck and keep on commentin’!