K-Lo: feminist

I know what boys want!

Professional virgin Kathryn Jean Lopez worries that boys are lost in the shuffle, and Disney wonders, “What do adolescent boys want?” Hey, for $75 I can tell ’em what adolescent (and adult) boys want to watch and what they want play with.

Shorter K-Lo:

“But mine never talked.”

(Fair Warning! The link takes you to the creamy-filled center of Wingnuttia!)

A dream come true for K-Lo…


…a chance to sit on Jeebus’ face.

K-Lo 2.0


Now considering that most of the so-called blog entries that the virginal (and never-been-chased) K-Lo does are smaller than the Twitter limit, and that they mostly are directed as aside comments to her fellow featherheads at “The Blog on Pooh Corner,” wouldn’t you think she’d have some grasp of Twitter?

Shorter K-Lo:


“Bristol: I need the comfort of a man, gimme Levi’s phone number, ‘K?”

Yes, another warm K-Lo moment saying that the pleasures of virginity outweigh hot, sweaty sex with a swarthy, enthusiastic 17 year old hocky player, hung like a baby rhino, with thighs like pistons that can keep going all night…

(Fair Warning: the link goes to the very heart and soul of Wingnuttia — if it had either a heart of a soul.)

Shorter K-Lo:

Except for Bill Clinton, that is.

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Shorter K-Lo:

If only there were cell phones when Mitt was in high school. Pass the Sarah Lee.”

Fair Warning: the link goes to the crunchy center of Wingnuttia.

That darned liberal media…

K-Lo did not get a Press Pass to cover the inauguration!

Perhaps if she has not used a crayon, or maybe had some semblance of subject-verb agreement in her application…

K-Lo must be needing new batteries about now

Mitt, Mitt, Mitt… we’ve gone over this before. Making stuff up to get what you want is called “lying.” Lying is bad. Can you say “bad,” Mittens? I knew you could.