Friday, May 4, 2012

Separated at Birth: Crazy Tanning Mom and...?

Crazy Tanning Mom and...
Beef Jerky
This is just so wrong on so many levels...

Update (h/t Trooper York):
The New Jersey Nutjob — surprisingly thin-skinned despite countless hours spent roasting under UV lamps — spent much of the day staggering around her hometown of Nutley, slurring to trailing reporters that she’s a great mom and nobody understands her.
I am against the nanny state interfering in our lives and micromanaging parents, and I have no problem with the mom deciding she wants to be a piece of jerky, but when a five year old is taken into a tanning booth and gets burns someone has to intervene.  The other scary part is that Crazy Tanning Mom is in her forties.

Crazy Tanning Mom TMZ video...

1 comment:

  1. "Being tan" was a huge image issue I wrestled with growing up. Let's face it: I am pale. You could also describe me as fair-skinned, ivory, or alabaster. "Ghostly" even, as some kids teased when I was younger. My whole life I wanted nothing more than to be tan. I would see people who glowed with bronze, summery goodness and I would be filled with jealousy that I couldn't look like them.

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