Who Cares About Your Damn Love?
Feb 15, 2010 at 02:02 am by Molls

I’m sure that it didn’t occur to Jenny McCarthy that I spent yesterday rolling around in piles of my own discarded tissues, fingers covered in Cheeto dust, watching Singles on repeat from the time I woke up to the time I eventually passed out from crying. I’m sure she didn’t mean to remind me of that when she posted on her Twitter that her rich-ass movie star boyfriend, Jim Carey paid to have his love written in the sky. I hope those two whacky mother fuckers laughed their faces off looking at their initials written above their mansion and then went inside to have the maid cook them breakfast and let the nanny watch the kid while they spent the afternoon having hours and hours of freakin’ hilarious sex.

Don’t worry, guys! Just another year where everyone else had a better Valentine’s Day than you and didn’t bother taking time out of their day to remind you of it!

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3 Responses to “Who Cares About Your Damn Love?”

  1. Sara says:
    February 15, 2010 at 2:17 pm

    Hear! Hear! Molls.

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  2. Lisa says:
    February 15, 2010 at 5:36 pm

    Molls, didn’t you have a non-date dinner with some dude on V-day? WTF were you curled up crying for?

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  3. Tako says:
    February 16, 2010 at 12:03 am

    LOL… Well… Now i know my V-day was waaaaay worse than i thought… I’m so jealous!

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