I can’t wait for the baby to arrive.
These two idiots have absolutely no idea what is about to happen to their posh existence.
So much to say, but here are my top 3:
1. The 15 minute car rant regarding clothing stores and their lack of size diversity. Blah, blah, blah. Let’s go shopping, eat out, return shop, eat out, rinse and repeat. That, along with Yar waddling away with his hands in his pockets like he has nothing better to do after making a brief appearance during the sign unveiling. Go clean the poop in the backyard for starters if you’re so bored, buddy. These 2 are the laziest. Ever.
2. The disgusting assumption that all the baby shower guests will be adorning them with gifts and they’ll have ample time to incorporate them (i.e. return) in nesting mode before baby arrives. What a presumptuous & pompous thing to say. I wonder if she’ll set a minimum dollar requirement on the invites to gain access to the party of the year. I’ll never get over her planning her own baby shower, but to then publicly declare a gift protocol. No words.
3. I’d bet my fortune on the fact that after our diva Alex stuck her manicured nails down her mother’s toilet, she didn’t wash her hands. It’s all I could think about as she tossed those berries into her pie hole. Gotta love me some fresh salmonella and Ebola virus.