The Last Fugs of Disco
Celebrities should reconsider ever wearing black jumpsuits -- for the obvious reason, and also then because it makes it harder for us to distinguish a jumpsuit from, say, a shirt and pants, which leads to a lot of staring and furrowing at people's crotches, and it's just not NICE to subject your groin to that kind of criticism, because what has it ever done but be there for you when you need it, huh?!?
On the plus side, I've just cast Chloe Sevigny in my imaginary new show about rival actresses who dabble in competitive cat burglary on the side. It's called Meow, and I want Rachel Bilson and Donald Faison and a couple people from my favorite ex-ABC Family show The Middleman to be in it also, reporting to a Big Kahuna who is none other than Joan Collins. Sounds budgetarily doable, right? It's on my To-Do list right behind "invent a perpetual Diet Coke fountain" and "foster world peace by finally granting Jon Hamm, Josh Jackson, KANYE WEST, and Neil Patrick Harris their lifelong dreams of GF HQ internships." So, yay, it's only number three on the agenda! Progress!
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