Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb girl
Dump with the cap of a bee
Stupid as can be, right down, dump, the girl is
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb girl
The girl is
She was a dull person, but a sensational invitation to make babies.
Stiffy's map, as a rule, tends to be rather grave and dreamy, giving the impression that she is thinking deep, beautiful thoughts. Quite misleading, of course. I don't suppose she would recognize a deep, beautiful thought if you handed it to her on a skewer with tartare sauce.
It seems like the rumor that bust size and math test scores are inversely proportional is true.
You two are lucky you have your looks.
Some of the most beautiful bodies are seldom endowed with the keenest of minds.
— Huma D'Este, The Ribbajack
Why are the cute ones always tube-heads?
He is a doctor who doesn't know the Heimlich maneuver! He can't play tennis, he can't cook, he's as bad at sex as I am, but he has no idea! Jack:
That is the danger of being super-handsome
. When you're in the bubble, nobody ever tells you the truth. For years, I thought I spoke excellent French. (gibberish)
: Well, I suppose he has an interesting face and body, but it turns me right off because he can't talk intelligently about art. Emory
: Yeah, ain't it a shame? Harold
: I could never love anyone like that. Emory
: Never. Who could? Harold
: I could and you could, that's who could.
Whenever an occasion arose in which she needed an opinion on something in the wider world, she borrowed her husband's. If this had been all there was to her, she wouldn't have bothered anyone, but as is so often the case with such women, she suffered from an incurable case of of pretentiousness. Lacking any internalized values of her own, such people can arrive at a standpoint only by adopting other people's standards or views. The only principle that governs their minds is the question "How do I look?
— Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
Ben, you're super cute, but I also think you might be the dumbest man alive.
Myra's head is as empty as a flowerpot. Elya Yelnats:
But she's beautiful. Madame Zeroni: So is a flowerpot
. Can she push a plow? Can she milk a goat? No, she is too delicate. Can she have an intelligent conversation? No, she is silly and foolish. Will she take care of you when you are sick? No, she is spoiled and will only want you to take care of her. So, she is beautiful. So what? Ptuui!
...men who, considering females rather as women than human creatures, have been more anxious to make them alluring mistresses than affectionate wives and rational mothers; and the understanding of the sex has been so bubbled by this specious homage that the civilized women of the present century, with a few exceptions, are only anxious to inspire love, when they ought to cherish a nobler ambition, and by their abilities and virtues exact respect.
— Mary Wollstonecraft, A Vindication of the Rights of Woman (1792)
A gift for selecting fine bodies attached to heads filled with the bright confetti of lunacy.
A great singer. But on her cd, she keeps reminding us that she is a virgo. I don't care what your sign is, Beyonce
"Omigod". You're a professional lyricist, and that's the best you could come up with.
Amy Zidian's tenure with the company deserves its own entry... Zidian genuinely didn't know who Vickie
was or why she was an on-screen talent, something that five minutes of research would've cleared up for her. Her ignorance was not appreciated by others. There was a push to fire her based on it, but John Laurinaitis
(yes, him again, he always shows up in these situations) persuaded everyone to give her another chance.
This second chance went even worse than the first one did. Stephanie McMahon
spoke to Zidian, attempting to give her some advice on proper backstage behavior. In front of a crowd and with attitude in her voice, Zidian asked Stephanie who she was to be giving out advice. Yes, you read that right. She didn't know who one of her bosses was!
Zidian's reaction to learning Stephanie's identity was not apologetic
, and her fate was sealed. She lasted barely a month. Laurinaitis, who was responsible for all this by calling her up in the first place, unsurprisingly kept his job.
Britney says she realized there was 'a lot of mean things on the Internet.' This is pretty much the reaction my dog would have if she suddenly became sentient.
I owe America a global apology.
So Miss USA doesn't know the capital of her home state? To be fair she probably doesn't know the capitals of any of the states.
Ah, the 80s
: a fearful, turbulent decade that tested our national resolve as never before! ...Democracy was never more threatened than when Reagan
was in office, pissing off the Communists and (even worse!) the air traffic controllers
while Nancy was busy formulating national policy with astrological charts.
Seated in a corner Hollywood booth were a couple out of central casting for a gangster movie set in the 70's. He has shiny bootblack hair, a white suit and gold chains, rings and far too many shirt buttons open. Her with the crazy long nails and giant creepy bangs. Their colognes were at battle with each other. The accent was as thick as you can imagine for outer borough New York City. Really, central casting... I'm nearby finishing the evening's side work, when she cocks her finger and calls me over. "How can I help?", I ask. "There's dirt in my creme brulee", she says. "Excuse me?" I respond incredulously. She points that long fingernail toward her dessert and repeats, "There's dirt (pronounced as doy-wt) in my creme brulee." I look to where she is pointing and say, "Oh, I'm sorry, but that's the vanilla bean in your Vanilla Bean Creme Brulee." She looks at me and says, "Don't be ridiculous. Everybody knows vanilla is liquid."
I could not respond.
, "Unbelievably Dumb Restaurant Customers"