they tried to make me go to magicuts

Let’s play the fun and challenging game that’s sweeping the entire world, even the parts that have Monopoly and Uno: What the Hell Is That Thing on Amy Winehouse’s Forehead?

• World’s tiniest, most portable cooler holds one-fourteenth of a beer.

• Those incoming messages from her alien overlords aren’t going to receive themselves.

• “Blimey – has anyone seen where I put me baked potato?”

• Just an absolutely colossal zit.

• Lack of pockets in skimpy attire leaves her no choice but to paste drug stash to face.

• Hit with spitball in Grade 10 science class – hasn’t look in a mirror since.

• Prototype for trendy new micro-beret looking sharp!

• Huge wad of gum she’s saving for later.

• Decorative facial accent draws attention away from clammy skin, zombie eyes, fangs.

• I don’t know what it is but she’s coming this way – ruuuuuuuuun!

[Yes, yes, I know she’s probably just dyeing her hair, or bleaching her hair, or somehow having perverted rock-star foil-based sex with her hair, but the point is – ruuuuuuuuuuuuun!]