Happy Friday, sweet cheeks! Here's a delightfully wholesome post to end your week on a lighthearted note - a collection of photos over the years of Richard Simmons and his beloved Dalmations. Enjoy!
Welcome, chirruns, to the inaugural "Peckerwood's Weekly Lunocracy Post!" post. For the entire week of 11/18/24, you can come here to vent, mock, fling dirt, flash your bits and discuss anything and everything lunocracy worldwide. New posts will follow every Monday. BTW, to you 'Muricans out there, if you could live anywhere else like many celebutants are doing , where would it be? Me, I'd split my time between Santorini and Amsterdam . But in the meantime, I'm here, and for now, I ain't too happy about it, if'n you get my drift. Photo Credit: Getty Images
I love my headline here. It reads like something out of some shameless 50s tabloid headline about an alien boy hidden away from the world because he has the head of a 4-month-old infant. Well, in his ever more bizarre quest for youth, the disturbed but too rich to go broke in his absurd waste of money, 2 million this year alone, Bryan Johnson has discovered what us vain bitches have known for a while. He could have paid me a cool million to quietly whisper in his ear, "Hey, Bry, loss of fat in your face can age you." No duh? One look at a fat pudge of a baby and an 80-year-old is plenty to prove something obvious, yet this fool and his money part to discover these groundbreaking insights into aging. This genius has a team, and his goal is to "bio" hack aging, having once absconded with the blood of his teenage son to trick his middle-aged cells or some such nonsense. His cells laughed at his ass and refused to change. Schadenfreude is my oldest friend, and I enjoy
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