Saturday, March 15, 2008

Aretha Franklin and Jabba the Hutt or even Ursula





It started off so well. She was young. She was pretty. She wasn't a fat pig. And then........












She discovered that she loved the taste of small humans dogs........and liked to wear bad wigs.





It's clear from the picture above that Aretha doesn't have a stylist, because if she did, she wouldn't be wearing Pam Anderson's hair extensions and a "sexy dress" in a size 63. I don't think she has any friends either because she's obviously still leaving the house when she really shouldn't be doing that in her "condition."




She never grew out of the "bad wig" phase. See picture to the right where she sports a Sally Beauty Supply $10 special. She also appears to be collecting acorns in her chin for the Winter.






















Get thee to a plastic surgeon and a gastric bypass specialist--Pronto!









And then she finally grew out of the "bad wig" phase, but entered the "how can I make myself look even more humongous?" phase.





Her answer is depicted in the picture to the left: Wear a turban, place many shiny rhinestones around 50 pound breasts, and have some phantom poufy thing come out of the bottom of the dress just for the hell of it. This just shows that she's a bad decision-maker. Because there is not one thing right about that outfit.



And, I think that instead of having a water fountain installed in her house someone made a mistake and installed a bacon grease fountain. From the looks of this picture she must be very thirsty.


And then I started to think about the similarities between Aretha and:





Or even.........



Remember the scene when Jabba was eating, just insert Aretha and I don't think it would be that much different. Kind of disgusting.

2 comments:

SuperBee said...

I'm getting concerned. Actually, more like relieved. You've effectively taken over my blogging. You paste WaPo articles in and hate working. You even remove hair. We're like the same person. Do I know you?

It's like... thanks. Now I can just sit around and < s > eat bacon and fret about getting sympathy-pregnancy with my secretary < /s > think about the law, unfettered.


(Did you know that strike commands aren't allowed?)

Curlatini, Esq. said...

SuperBee--I think we may have a friend in common. She told me to start reading your blog and to start on of my own. So far, I'm 2 for 2:)

Good luck with the faux pregnancy. Let me know how you are dealing with the morning sickness.