Joan Rivers on the Ed Sullivan Show, 1967 (x)
HOW IN THE WORLD DID SHE TALK LIKE THIS BACK THEN AND END UP HOSTING A SHOW TEARING APART WHAT PEOPLE LOOK FOR A FRIGGING LIVING????
I HAVE A PROBLEM. A MANY-TENTACLED PROBLEM.
Do I even need to tag this, Sam?
THE ONE ON THE BOTTOM IS CALLED LOKTOPUS
OMG I WANT THEM ALL.
FUCK THESE YO I HAD ONE OF THOSE EARLIER
I GOT SO MAD BECAUSE I WAS LOOKING FOR MY COMPUTER CHARGER
We are built from a DNA blueprint and born into a world of scenario and circumstance we don’t control.
My mom told me to “find a man who respects you like a sea captain respects the sea.” A man who looks at you with awe and reverence but knows you are a force of nature. I like that.