Magazines are sooo heavy. Especially the ones with pictures of fat people.

It’s always the bodyguard you least suspect.

Mary-Kate goes to sleep to the soothing sounds of a yelling professor.

Butler stays abreast of Maggie Smith’s love life.

Always present on an empty stomach.

I fought the law and the law was a jerk face.

Mary-Kate tweets her way to safety.

Mary-Kate and Bodyguard may have effed up and effed.

Deserts are even scarier than desserts.

MK and A’s scandalous home video.

It’s freezing cold under all these layers.

I can’t raise my hand. I’m allergic to effort.

She’s a rock star of David.

The adventure continues.

Can’t sleep? Count sheepskin boots.

Mary-Kate loves shiny appliances! And by that she means sweaty laborers.

The lord is my shepherd, but lambswool makes me itchy.

Bodyguard’s in his birthday suit,