Maybe you'd understand owning a gun if you were a single female living alone. Wait … are you trying to tell me you own a gun, Susan? Remember how I was walking home six year ago, and a guy stepped out of a dark alley, dragged me into it, and got the better of me? What? Oh my god, I don't remember that at all! That's 'cause it didn't happen. Because I was armed and he ran away. What else could've made him do that? A taser ... pepper spray ... souvenir nunchucks from Panda Express ... the list is endless.
VH1 PRESENTS WHERE ARE THEY NOW? The Ozzy-the-Undecided-Voter Story. The last four years were a dark time for Ozzy. He tried not being able to decide what to order at McDonalds. He tried not being able to decide whether to bring an umbrella. But the media just didn't care. Staying dry is important. Or not. Mainstream Media. Ozzy had become a nobody. He was alone. Forgotten. Unwanted. Toilet paper should be hung over. Or under. Yawn. Mainstream Media. But his fortunes were about to change. He heard another election was coming up. He said "This is right up my alley. Or not." Anonymous Friend. He's even been training 8 hours a day. He can't even decide whether to bathe at night of in the morning. He's at the top of his game. After the break, Ozzy thinks about registering to vote. Or not/