oscars

Annual Oscar live tweet extravaganza where I mostly talk about how much I dislike Kristen Stewart and fake date Leo DiCaps.

Award show season!  Thank you for giving me the momentous excuse opportunity to pollute the twittersphere and subsequently the rest of the social media universe with all of my thoughts and feelings on the Oscars.

both of us are empty inside.

both of us are empty inside

I’ll be here all night, unfortunately.

Drink a bottle of your favorite, cheapest wine, and take a seat right in front of your television AND computer and hop on the train to funtown.  We’re gonna tweet up a storm, and you’re going to need a raincoat.  Or an umbrella.  Or some galoshes.  Or just a roof.

Follow me on social media outlets around the world so you can hear the latest, greatest, and my strong opinion on Kristen Stewart. (Hint: It’s not a favorable one.)

 

I also need new people to follow, so if you let me know you’re alive out there in the twitterverse, I’ll follow you back and we can talk shit about all the people who thought fur cufflinks are totally in style (what losers, right?!)

It’s time to drink a bottle of wine and make outlandish, judgmental statements about celebrities and cinematic productions.

both of us are empty inside.

both of us are empty inside.

Award show season!  Thank you for giving me the momentous excuse opportunity to pollute the twittersphere and subsequently the rest of the social media universe with all of my thoughts and feelings on the Oscars.

I’ll be here all night, unfortunately.

Drink a bottle of your favorite, cheapest wine, and take a seat right in front of your television AND computer and hop on the train to funtown.  We’re gonna tweet up a storm, and you’re going to need a raincoat.  Or an umbrella.  Or some galoshes.  Or just a roof.

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