This is so terribly depressing.

I never thought I would yearn for a time when she wore catsuits made of string. This is terribly depressing. The dress has a gangrenous, molted aura, like a mildewing My Little Pony, or a spearmint-scented St. Patrick’s Day teddy bear that washed up in the wake of the Jubilee barge. Perhaps we’ve reached where the Fug Madness ends and regular old madness begins.

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