From time to time, I'll get sent something from a publicist that I don't even have to think twice about fucking with. When a message landed in my inbox last night containing the subject "Lesbian Daddy," I was simply like, "yes." Don't even know what it is. Yes.
UPDATE: Publicists should really not send us premieres of things that are a million years old. Especially when the artists in question seemingly now hate each other. Everyone is stupid and horrible.
Topics: kitty pryde