The favorite to win the Scripps Nashonel National Spelling Bee was knocked out early in the competition after misspelling “clevis.” What a moron. Serves him right though, there’s no way that kid was 13. A couple of more days without shaving and he could’ve passed for post-torture Jack Bauer.
Friday’s Forecast: The Bee ends in a tie when every single finalist easily spells the word V-I-R-G-I-N.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
