Jean Schmidt Proves Existence of a Particularly Vulgar God
Would you believe me if I said that Jean Schmidt slipped on a pool of vomit today? You want to believe it's true, don't you? And it is! It's thrillingly true!
How nice! She's finally found a look that suits her. Well, unless she fell into a sideways skid; horizontal vomit splatterings add 10 pounds to a lady's hindrocket -er- backside...
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Clearly her own, though she created quite the distraction by stepping away smartly and screamy bloody murder.
I hear the "witch" music from the Wizard of Oz!
It would've been funnier if it was her vomit. But I'm not surprised; she brings out the "best" in people.
Naw, the only way this could be funnier is if she'd stepped in Murtha's vomit.
What a fabulous way to begin my weekend! Please please please let Keith Olbermann mention this today - hopefully quoting your post title verbatim!
This picture of Jeannie remains one of my favorites ever to grace the Precious Pony's spotlights.
It's just so . . . so right!
Oh, gods, sorry, had to share one of the comments from the story you linked to about Jean slipping and falling into some vomit:
"How unpleasant for the vomit."
Posted By: anon | March 15, 2007 at 06:06 PM
I surrender. That's comedy gold.
How nice! She's finally found a look that suits her. Well, unless she fell into a sideways skid; horizontal vomit splatterings add 10 pounds to a lady's hindrocket -er- backside...
Sad to imagine such a horrifying experience for the vomit.
Frankly I don't see what the big deal is. When I go to 18th Street Adams Morgan I slip on vomit all the time.
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