via perez hilton
Open scene: Couch time, on a random Sunday evening (read: tonight.) Lovely dark-haired wife with minimal makeup and a sweet laptop from work is listening to Lady Gaga remixes, and comes across the Hercules and Love Affair version of Bad Romance. Husband is working on new blog design, putting up with wife’s obsession with said song. Wife is jamming, husband’s temples visibly throbbing. Cue lights:
Husband: All right, when this remix is over, can we PLEASE call it quits on this song for the day?
Wife: I’m a free bitch, baby.
Husband: That’s fine. Use headphones.
Have I mentioned lately that I luuuuuurve him? :D
See Also:
- Identity crisis (or, the hardest button to button)
- Identity crisis (or, the hardest button to button)
lady gaga is one of the best singers in the world but she does bad things too …
Define “bad things.” Nobody’s perfect! I like a woman who can admit she does “bad” things. Maybe she can help the rest of us stop feeling we have to be just-so. :) Thanks for stopping by!