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You know, there are a million things I could tee off on Lisa Rinna for here. You know what? I’m not going to. You know why? Because I think Lisa Rinna is really onto something. You know what? I’m tired of typing “you know,” you know? Anyvaginalips, Lisa Rinna took to the streets in Los Angeles yesterday with arts-and-crafts posters in an attempt to get her ass back on the new Melrose Place. I like it. I mean, sure, this is literally the visual definition of “Selling Out” but, hey, that’s what I’m all about.
Not only do I want to make signs exactly like this that say “90210: Bring Back Ray Pruit and Have Him Throw Donna Down the Stairs Again! Honk If You Know What I’m Talking About,” but I also want to actually get Tori Spelling and Jamie Walters to stand there with me and hold the signs. Lisa Rinna is a pioneer and she doesn’t even know it. I think this concept also works with those looking for a job. Submit your resume to Fidelity Investments, for example, and then make a poster and stand outside of their office and start a chant. P-R-O-A-C-T-I-V-E.
Oh, and as a sidenote, Lisa Rinna’s face looks like its eating itself. Good day.
Are Lisa Rinna’s parents still alive? If so I’m calling DSS. I don’t think we should hold Lisa Rinna responsible for looking like this, not when there are other people in her life who are letting her leave the house looking like this. I’m making a citizens arrest on her husband and I’m taking her bathroom mirror to small-claims court.
P.S, the TV Guide channel isn’t a real channel. I mean, I still get hired on it, but still.
Wrap it up, Lisa, wrap it up.