I Hate Ads

Google sponsers some of the weirdest shit. I'll TRY to write this without going into the whole "Twilight vs. Harry Potter" ads. (Even though Harry Potter is obviously superior... duh.)

I came across this little jewel.

Is he? Does he ever compliment your blouse, and actually call it a blouse? Does he know fashion lines? Will he tolerate a Top Model marathon with you? Does he help you pick out your outfit for special occasions? Does he -gasp- actually take care of himself?! Comb his hair and everything? Clip his nails, and actually care what he looks like in public?

Gay. Your man is gay.

Don't even get me started on the weight loss blogs. As a female internet user, I must hate my body.

This is why I should be President.

-BJ