Watchlords

Glanced at Slop for like five minutes. Hostess was a stone cold fox with tan lines, and she dressed to feature them. All I know it that it wasn't Kankersore Krumpmotique. Guess her name is Jen Vick, like the cough drops. I still woud not go out of my way to tune in if I were you.

As for the wares - same ginormous Chinese garish garbage sold with collectable jargon and faux prestige. Wait'll those mokes that pick up their phones find the same junk at T.J. Maxx in like three weeks. Suckas gonna suck.

Since the days of Avi doesn't it?