Death to Kermit

So I got trashed on tequila shots one night and found myself stumbling, shoeless, on Sesame Street. This kinda cute greenish looking guy named Kermit found me puking in some garbage cans and … well… one thing led to another and 9 months later I gave birth to this:

Just kidding. But what’s not a joke is that this is from the Jean-Charles de Castelbajac ready-to-wear show. Like, someone’s making THIS and being called a designer. I once vomited grape juice on a white american apparel t-shirt. I’m going to start wearing THAT (yes, I kept it for sleepwear) and start calling myself fucking Alexander McQueen.

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