
The Karen in this sticker isn’t angry enough for me. She must be stopped, either way.
Big flirty vibes at Barbra’s garage sale.
And it’s nothing to be ashamed of.
OK, but don’t pigs eat everything?
I’m getting nauseous thinking about all the lighters I’ve lost in this lifetime. May they rest peacefully in Lighter Heaven.
Walking through downtown the other day, someone catcalled me with Eve’s “Who’s That Girl” and it was the only time I ever thought a catcall was appropriate. Especially since I’m bald and blonde.
Giving everything a big ol’ preemptive thumbs down this year.
I’ve been informed that this is an old Kitty Glitter sticker, but I just recently spotted it off Broadway. One of the last drag shows I saw in real life featured Ms. Glitter in Casey Anthony drag and I will never forget it for the rest of my life.
But for some people, it’s not so easy.
Someone has been posting a lot of anti-astrology meme stickers around west-of-Broadway Capitol Hill and I’m curious—who hurt you?
As always, if any of these stickers belong to you, please e-mail me at jkeimig@thestranger.com.
