What a worthless piece of crap. I don’t care if her mom is a shrieking, bi-polar hot mess… Jenelle grew up with a house, several cars, good looks, and brains… yet she has managed to ruin every good thing ever given to her. I’ve never wanted to smack someone so much and I’m hoping the attorney is feeling the same way. Okay, I lied, I want to smack a lot of people.
It’s not my fault I failed the drug test, it’s the drug’s fault.
This is what I get for failing the bar exam 7 times.
Leah and her friend meet by a big tree and Leah is beside herself. It appears that she logged into Corey’s email and found out that he has been emailing another girl. She read the emails out loud, and I personally didn’t find them to be too awful. I mean, it’s Corey… I can’t imagine he’s got a magical way with words anyway… plus, YOU’RE DIVORCED… or close to it… but she can’t believe he’s moving on so fast and her friend feeds into Leah’s crazy.
Some words of wisdom, if you snoop, you’re snooping to find something… and if you want to find something, you will. Hands down. It’s the circle of life. And it’s not pretty and we’ve all probably had times where we’ve been hurt by things we find out, but in this case, it seems like MTV might be trying to stir up drama where drama doesn’t exist. All the girl said was that she wanted to get to know him better. Now, if they were married and she found these, I would be the first one to steal Corey’s camo hat and toss him to the wolves. But Leah, just call Robbie… I’m sure he’ll want you back. Again. Now stop that ugly, fake crying and start reading Robbie’s emails.
Corey’s password was “password”.
And it makes me ugly, fake cry that his password wasn’t “LeahRox”.
Leah’s mom has the Mack Daddy of all trailer porches.
Corey’s house arrived on the lot via a tornado. Sans trailer.
Leah calls Corey while he’s at home in his sad, rundown home. He’s trying to spend time with the twins, but you know Leah, it’s gotta be about her all the time. Okay, so apparently Syndrome got some new glasses and she looks so much less Syndrome-ish. And I read the comment that she’s just developing slower than Aleeah… and I get that kids crawl, walk, and talk at different times… I just didn’t know that plastic legs splints were a normal fix for that… clearly Ali has something besides just being slower or she wouldn’t need the cute pink leg braces.