Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts


I saw this guy at a Dodgers game. 
WHAT WAS HE THINKING!?!!?

NO.




Ugly: Unpleasant or repulsive, especially in appearance.
This definition could not be more dead on.

NO.

I saw this on my friend's Facebook page and did a double take. 
YOU GUYS! DO YOU REALIZE WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE!?
He straight up brought his COMPUTER into Starbucks! SERIOUSLY!? 
SER-I-OUS-LY? 
What is wrong with people? 
WHO HAS THE TIME TO COMMUTE THEIR PC'S INTO A COFFEE SHOP?!!!!!!!!!!?

NO.

I saw this on my walk today.  Look at those tips! 
How do shoes curl up like that!?!?! 
I hate them.

NO.


I stole this from my friend, Liz
I was scrolling through her Facebook pics and discovered the "head". 
THE HEAD. 

NO.

Not lying, this was a mistake. MIS-TAKE. 
I clearly failed at trying to capture my new hot pink lip gloss.
 All I could focus on were those nasty eyes. 

NO.



RYAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I had to stop the barber because I STRAIGHT UP wanted to die. Pee was running down my leg.

NO.

It's crucial to click on this picture so you can zoom in. 

Reasons why I love/hate this picture:
1. Look how SHORT I look. (we are practically the same height in real life)
2. Why is my wig pushed up so high up that my forehead looks a mile long
3. The socks AND the shoes
4. The makeup

I don't even remember this picture being taken. 

Oh, Halloween.

NO.

??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!
NO ONE IS GOING TO BUY THIS. 
Take that lamp shade off, it DOES NOT go with it. 

GA-BYE.

NO.

I slightly feel bad for posting this.

because:
1. he was a really nice guy.
2. he really loved his bird.
3. he had NO idea what he was posing for.

But, like, don't, okay?

NO.

My lover, my fried. FRIED!?! Ugh. Only this would happen to me. Seriously. I go into Ralph's and get my boyfriend a birthday cake and since we are always jokingly saying "you're my lover, you're my friend" I thought it would be funny to put it on his cake, ya know. Too bad the poor, sweet, lil old hispanic woman didn't understand the humor behind it OR how to spell. 

NO.

To the person driving next to me in rush hour on the 10,

I hope you're a basketball coach... and if so,  you don't need to do this to your truck. We get it, you love basketball.

Sincerely,

NO.

I am not even kidding...there was only a tiny amount of space for the driver to drive. The seat all the way forward. You know? Like, who in their right mind would do this?

THROW IT OUT.

NO.

**Warning: You may throw up in your mouth after this post**

First of all, if you're wondering what this is in my hand, let me just tell you. A TOE NAIL. Okay, let me just get straight to the point. I was eating sour patch kids and you know how at the very end there's a huge amount of sugar? Well, I am one of those nasty people who dip their finger in it and lick it off , right? Well, NEVER AGAIN. So I did this.. and I felt something hard in my mouth. And what was it that I found.. not only sugar, but THIS. YES, THIS. A TOE NAIL. If you are wondering why I am writing in caps..because WHO WOULDN'T FREAK OUT OVER A TOE NAIL IN THEIR MOUTH.... THAT IS NOT THEIRS. Eww. Eww. Eww. Okay, I gotta go throw up now.

NO.

No pockets? No Problem!

NO.

No Lie. This little girl ^ was wearing these suckers around in the airport. 

1. I get that you're 10 years old, but come on.
2. How could your parents let you do such a thing
3. Just because you saw someone at Venice Beach wear these does not mean it's cool.

NO.

YA DON'T NEED TO MATCH WITH YA BAG, LADY.

NO.

CAN. YOU. IMAGINE!?!?

I nearly had a heart attack when I spotted this out of the corner of my eye. 

NO.

Nothin' like barbecuing on a miniature grill. 

NO.