It’s been Harvey Day every day ever since he’s been in Los Angeles. He needs to get on the next private jet (that’s the only way he rolls) to NYC, so he can melt this dirty ass snow with his smile made out of sunshine and Mother’s Cookies! But Harvey can leave his greasy chicken bone of a mommy at home. What is this bitch wearing? That was very rude of her to wear a blindingly bright outfit around Harvey. Even he thinks her “morning shift stripper goes to the PTA meeting” outfit is not appropriate anytime, any place, any fucking where. Those were probably his exact words.
Look at him. He’s trying to distance himself from that walking embarrassment. Katie needs to stop playing around and give Glimmer from She-Ra her boots back!