Club kids kill me. Their leader guy Michael Alig is like a Charles Manson for the mid-90s, only without the murder. Comments/Enlarge |
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I wonder how many young men have perished trying to keep Ms. Tokyo Posh Pants ’09 happy?Comments/Enlarge |
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I’d marry him or her, but only if they were playing the Ramones version of “Baby I Love You” while I walked down the aisle with him or her. I wouldn’t even bother asking which it is. That’s genitalist.
