It's time to make fun of Tara Reid

America's ambassador of drunken, droopy fun

I know, she's probably too easy a target, but it's 3 a.m., I have to be at work at noon, I'm freezing, I'm not sleepy, I'm reading Wonkette, I see this item about Chelsea Clinton and Tara Reid, I start thinking about National Lampoon's Van Wilder and how she wears the same blank vaguely human expression throughout the entire movie and how much that pisses me off, I google "Taradise" and I find her infomercial for alcoholism show, and I can't be held responsible for the stream of consciousness crap my brain puts me through in the wee hours of every morning while I'm waiting to nod off.