Ogronitude

Just look at these pictures:

She’s covering all of the bases with these ogurt looks. To the goofy surprised look, the mid-sneeze look, the booger picking “I hate my life” look, and finally the look of the pure bred, full on crazy biatch (she’s REALLY good at that one). Although these photos acknowledge her unsophisticated inner being of truth, her ogurt, that doesn’t mean I am going to vote for her. She can look ogurt all day long but for my vote she needs to do something ogurt. How about eating some chili with her hands at a tire throwing contest or maybe she can belch out a candle at an amputee fraternity keg party? Does she even like sports? These are just starters of course, but they adhere to her inner freaky and show to the world that she is indeed a human being and not the dumpy eyebrow pandering robot we all know her to be.