Discussion for article #228664
My god, does the fact that this sordid tale makes me happy make me white trash too?
One martini, two martini, three martini, FLOOR!
All of the hours of reality garbage that the Palins have televised and this is the one event that I truly would tune in to watch.
I"m waiting for the HBO movie…
Not at all. You’re just happy to see the universe mete out justice to the sinners, and you’re extra happy to see that the universe has a fantastic sense of humor.
OK but what do the Palins REALLY drink? I’m going with Gentleman Jack
Man. If Palin had gotten into the White House, this trash would have set up a meth lab in the basement.
Family Values America can believe in.
Pretty funny that they all got in their stretch Clown Car…er… HummerLimo and left.
This family could have been, literally, a heartbeat away from running the show. Fucking. Terrifying.
Oh come on, not a single cell phone video??? I’m disappointed.
I’m embarrassed that I actually read that…and liked it. For some strange reason, I now have the “Cops” theme going through my head. I’ll bet you do as well. Come on, sing it with me… “Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do…”
Somehow I get the feeling there is a video, but it hasn’t been published, yet.
Someone there named a woman who filmed it. I’ll bet she’s shopping around for the highest bidder.
[“BRISTOL said someone … then pulled her around on the grass by her feet.”]
Hell, who hasn’t done that? I thought that was foreplay where she was involved, that and yelling her mating call to all the boys, “I’m soooooo’ drunk.”
BTW: Is that “grass tug” the lil’ Tundra Tartelette got the Alaskan Reverse Wheelbarrowgirl?
Yet the only dirt was on her knees. Interesting.
Nooo! This is, like, all kinds of frackin’ awesomeness. I’ma get some wine coolers and read this over and over all night.
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Shit, if that’s the case, I’m white trash too!
“Small Coke in a Big Gulp cup, waiter. I need room”
As an aside: Somewhere, in some distant region of Alaska, Levi Johnston looks heavenward and gives thanks and counts his blessings.
Wheeeeeew…Close call there lil’ buckaroo!