Surfing crap on the web is my favorite thing to do upon just getting to the office. US Magazine, People Magazine, Hollywood Online, Radar Online..... it is all magically filled with salacious junk about celebs. Embarking on today's crap journey via the Internet, I stumbled across two words I haven't heard in some time (music to my ears)....... CASEY ANTHONY. That's right. Tot Mom. Or, Child Killer as I like to call her.
Apparently she has released something similar to a video diary..... as if what she has to say is mildly important. An example of something more important? How about.... the size and color of your most recent peristolsis (poopies). I, and I'm certain of many others, don't give two shits about Casey's view on the world. She should remain in hiding til she is 100 years old; she doesn't deserve freedom of speech (she got that privelage taken away when she decided to be an accessory in the murder of her daughter).
Perhaps I should explain my view point: I don't know who killed Caylee Anthony. For a fact, the child's body was found in a nearby wooded area wrapped in duct tape and a blanket. I was hoping for another trial trying Casey with murder. We may never know how that poor little stinker died.... so sad. So, I guess Casey is innocent until proven guilty. In my mind she knows something about how her daughter died..... and thus, guilt by association.
That is all.
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