In honor of February 15, the day after the most comercialized and hateful of all "holidays" and because DHP is having a very bad day and is an hour and a half away from happy hour, below is a homage to the dirtiest bitches of all . . . Bridget Jones.
"Mother, I do not need a blind date. Not with a verbally incontinent spinster who drinks like a fish, smokes like a chimney, and dresses like her mother." 
"I'll bet you did you dirty bitch!"
"Where the fuck is the fucking tuna?"
So many one-lines, so little time.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
This calls for some really tiny knickers!
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Bridget: It is a truth universally acknowledged that when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces.
Bridget: My mum, a strange creature from the time when pickles on toothpicks were still the height of sophistication.
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