In the wake of Heath Ledger’s death in her apartment, that she was let off the hook for because murder is not a crime when you are rich, an executioner, a cop or a surgeon, Mary Kate Olsen left the house without any pants on. She’s some kind of leader of the hipster dumpy bitch movement that has put a damper on my checkin’ out girls during the day hobby. It seems like the time of wearing high heels, mini skirts and tight cleavage shirts to college is long gone, and a whole lot of girls have taken the oversized flannel home depot shirt that I sometimes wear because it cost 4 dollars at the Salvation Army and it gets cold in this fuckin’ place since I can’t afford heat, and it’s not hot. Sure it’s almost nice to think that under those pearl snaps lies a bare pussy, but the fact it belongs to an Olsen is pretty much a deal breaker and the only hope I have is that an immigrant somewhere misunderstands the new trend to not wear pants and leaves her house bare assed, because that is the only good that can come from this mess.

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