I'm the bitchy rhyme Ethel made up to make up the way Jackie says her full first name!
"Jack-LEEN... rhymes with QUEEN!"
I'm the bitchy rhyme Ethel made up to make up the way Jackie says her full first name!
"Jack-LEEN... rhymes with QUEEN!"
|by Anonymous||reply 146||Last Monday at 9:18 AM|
I'm the part of Rosemary's brain that was lobotomized.
|by Anonymous||reply 1||10/09/2018|
I'm Joan Kennedy being forced to attend the funeral of Mary Jo Kopechne.
|by Anonymous||reply 2||10/09/2018|
I'm the snot under Ethel's fingernails.
|by Anonymous||reply 3||10/09/2018|
I'm the linked-arms pose Joe Sr. favors for us!
|by Anonymous||reply 4||10/09/2018|
I am Rose. I am too busy hanging out with priests and bishops and what not to notice my husband is banging Gloria Swanson. Whoops another damn kid just dropped outta me.
|by Anonymous||reply 5||10/09/2018|
I'm Ethel's SORE cooter!
|by Anonymous||reply 6||10/09/2018|
Glug glug glug.*
*translated: "I'm Mary Jo Kopechne."
|by Anonymous||reply 7||10/09/2018|
I'm the plane that Kick Kennedy died in.
|by Anonymous||reply 8||10/09/2018|
I'm the upcoming Rosemary Kennedy biopic starring Elisabeth Moss.
|by Anonymous||reply 9||10/09/2018|
We should start a club r8.
|by Anonymous||reply 10||10/09/2018|
I'm Joe Sr wondering what that fairy friend of Jack's from Harvard is doing hanging out here all the time.
|by Anonymous||reply 11||10/09/2018|
I'm the tree Michael Kennedy skied into.
|by Anonymous||reply 12||10/09/2018|
I am Bobby’s side pussy because you know he was fucking around
|by Anonymous||reply 13||10/09/2018|
I'm the Kennedy men inspecting the merchandise the first time Jack brought Jackie home. She's no Gene Tierney but she'll put out to anyone who is rich so we guess she'll do.
|by Anonymous||reply 14||10/09/2018|
I'm The Knickerbocker Club in NYC who won't admit you because you are (ahem) Catholic.
|by Anonymous||reply 15||10/09/2018|
I'm Mary Pinchot Meyer, JFK's mistress who was mysteriously murdered.
|by Anonymous||reply 16||10/09/2018|
I'm Patrick Schwarzenegger. Do I count or is my bloodline too diluted to be a true Kennedy?
|by Anonymous||reply 17||10/09/2018|
If you die in a plane crash you'll be a Kennedy.
|by Anonymous||reply 18||10/09/2018|
I'm Bronson Pinchot and I'm broke.
|by Anonymous||reply 19||10/09/2018|
The Kennedys...America's royal family.
|by Anonymous||reply 20||10/09/2018|
I'm r20, one of the family's many enabling sycophants.
|by Anonymous||reply 21||10/09/2018|
I'm Bobby Jr. and Chris Lawford's cunnilingus contest! Woo-hoo! PAR-TAY!
|by Anonymous||reply 22||10/09/2018|
I'm Lem Billings Kennedy cockgobbler extrordinare.
|by Anonymous||reply 23||10/09/2018|
I'm a pair of worn L.L. Bean khakis, and I'm not even sure who I belong to anymore. Whatever.
|by Anonymous||reply 24||10/09/2018|
I'm the third member of the plane club.
|by Anonymous||reply 25||10/09/2018|
I'm the tree that Michael Kennedy crashed into.
|by Anonymous||reply 26||10/09/2018|
R26 Sorry, I already said that. R12
|by Anonymous||reply 27||10/09/2018|
I'm GAP Playlist Troll and even I'm creeped out by the OCD afflicted Kennedy Stans on DL. One of them lives secretly in the attic of a house opposite the Kennedy Compound in Hyannis Port, where winters are long. He may not make it through another.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||10/09/2018|
I’m Pat Kennedy Lawford’s double old fashioned glass - never empty (unless I was passed out) from morning till night.
|by Anonymous||reply 29||10/09/2018|
I'm Rosemary. I'm not an herb-- I'm a vegetable.
|by Anonymous||reply 30||10/09/2018|
I'm Joan Kennedy's liquor cabinet. I get emptied fast.
|by Anonymous||reply 31||10/09/2018|
I'm Rose's papal title of countess. I get trotted out all the time when she's in Europe, but am tactfully not used when she's in the US.
|by Anonymous||reply 32||10/09/2018|
I'm uh Caroline Kennedy and uh I'm a stuck up bitch.
|by Anonymous||reply 33||10/09/2018|
I'm the professional face-sharpener employed by the family's women.
Behold, my masterpieces!
|by Anonymous||reply 34||10/09/2018|
I'm John-John's treasure trail heading south on the Kennedy Compound.
|by Anonymous||reply 35||10/09/2018|
I'm Jean Kennedy Smith, the last living sibling!
I am eager to share my skincare secrets with you.
|by Anonymous||reply 36||10/09/2018|
I’m Dr William Kennedy Smith and I’ll be examining you today - now please lay back and put your feet in the stirrups, good girl.
|by Anonymous||reply 37||10/09/2018|
I'm the dark deeds and deals done by Joe Kennedy that led karma to smite (and smite and smite) his spawn.
|by Anonymous||reply 38||10/09/2018|
I'm a bored shitless Jackie, filling up yet another ashtray with Pall Mall butts on the porch at Hyannisport, having to endure watching yet another idiotic touch football game on the lawn.
|by Anonymous||reply 39||10/09/2018|
I'm Rose, going on another shopping spree to the Continent, leaving my children in the nanny's care.
|by Anonymous||reply 40||10/09/2018|
I’m the poor, lowly Kennedy Staff Member ordered to clean all the blood and brain matter out of the Presidential Lincoln Continental limousine once it arrived back at Washington DC from Dallas. And I even used Bon Ami!
|by Anonymous||reply 41||10/09/2018|
I'm the maid that Peter Lawford claimed he heard Ethel call "stupid n*gger" because I tossed some scrap paper with scribbles on it. How's I to knows that the late honorable Senator Kennedy had created them there notes ?
|by Anonymous||reply 42||10/09/2018|
I'm some of the help at the Kennedy compound in Hyannisport. All of us are white because the old man won't have colored help so we're mostly shanty Irish.
|by Anonymous||reply 43||10/09/2018|
I’m someone who knew too much...
|by Anonymous||reply 44||10/09/2018|
I'm Mary Pinchot Meyer, JFK's mistress. My diary mysteriously vanished immediately after I was murdered.
|by Anonymous||reply 45||10/09/2018|
I’m Rose’s half empty bottle of nail polish being returned to the drugstore by a maid. Rose expects a refund.
|by Anonymous||reply 46||10/09/2018|
I'm the Persian carpets at Hickory Hill ruined by Ethel's wildlife menagerie! The maids try to clean us up, but there's only so much you can do after you've been doused time and again in monkey piss and peacock shit.
|by Anonymous||reply 47||10/09/2018|
I'm Joe, Sr.'s big mouth, yapping forth his fascistic admiration and anti-Semitic inclinations. I will make it necessary for him to take a background role during his son's presidential campaign. Fortunately I will be largely stilled by a stroke in 1961, making his sons' political campaigns much easier.
|by Anonymous||reply 48||10/09/2018|
I’m a respected member of Ted Kennedy’s political staff visiting Ethel at her home. I am mesmerised, watching many of Ethel’s very young children, nieces and nephews doing cannonballs out of a second story window as they try to land on the cheap trampoline below. Ethel watches but shows no interest in their antics.
|by Anonymous||reply 49||10/09/2018|
We're the Gargans, always treated like red-headed stepchildren. I mean, we ARE red-headed stepchildren, but still...
|by Anonymous||reply 50||10/10/2018|
I'm the 10th Duke of Devonshire. I think the Kennedy Curse rubbed off on me.
|by Anonymous||reply 51||10/10/2018|
I'm the peach cobbler the family has for desert.
|by Anonymous||reply 52||10/10/2018|
i'm the buck teeth and overused pencil dicks of the Kennedy boys
|by Anonymous||reply 53||10/10/2018|
I'm Ethel's boogers, being tossed onto the Persian rugs at Hickory Hill.
|by Anonymous||reply 54||10/10/2018|
I'm the Howard Johnson's across from the Kennedy compound. Jackie and some of the other girls occasionally stop in for a clam roll, while the boys use our rooms with all the local sluts.
|by Anonymous||reply 55||10/10/2018|
I'm the Warren Commission report and I'm about as believable as Donald Trump's claims of being a self-made man.
|by Anonymous||reply 56||10/10/2018|
I'm old Rose, the only time they change my diaper, is when they roll me out on the porch for special events.
|by Anonymous||reply 57||10/10/2018|
I'm Jackie, with glazed-over eyes, listening to Rose yammer on and on and on about the Catholic Church and a blow-by-blow about what happened at her third Mass of the day. Where is Joan with her flask of whiskey? I need a cig too.
|by Anonymous||reply 58||10/10/2018|
I'm Joe Sr. , That Jackie is one Helllluva BITCH.
|by Anonymous||reply 59||10/10/2018|
I'm the "vitamin" shots given to President Kennedy. I give him lost of energy.
|by Anonymous||reply 60||10/10/2018|
I'm Rose wondering who that trollop Taylor Swift is who was trying to buy one of the houses on the compound.
|by Anonymous||reply 61||10/10/2018|
I'm Rose's church, St, Francis Xavier, on South St. in Hyannis.
|by Anonymous||reply 62||10/10/2018|
I’m the phone booth in which Bobby, er, um fucked Rudy.
|by Anonymous||reply 63||10/10/2018|
I’m the one Joe Jr. should have married...
|by Anonymous||reply 64||10/10/2018|
I'm mourning veils.
|by Anonymous||reply 65||10/10/2018|
I’m Scaasi designs, that don’t get discounted for First Ladies.
|by Anonymous||reply 66||10/10/2018|
I’m Ethel’s worn out pussy after having 11kids.
|by Anonymous||reply 67||10/10/2018|
Expanding on R50's post, I'm Joe Gargan and it's late 1966. I'm waiting/watching in the shadows for Joan Kennedy to pass out drunk somewhere.......anywhere **wink wink**
|by Anonymous||reply 68||10/10/2018|
I'm the Mid Cape roadside swale that Joan keeps driving into.
|by Anonymous||reply 69||10/10/2018|
I’m the rotgut bootleg liquor the family fortune’s built on
|by Anonymous||reply 70||10/10/2018|
I'm Joan's oft refilled cut crystal vodka decanter.
|by Anonymous||reply 71||10/10/2018|
I’m John Johns hot ass and cock.
|by Anonymous||reply 72||10/10/2018|
[quote]I’m Ethel’s worn out pussy after having 11kids.
I'm the tractor-trailer that could've driven through it like the Holland Tunnel.
|by Anonymous||reply 73||10/10/2018|
We're the Hyannisport police, dragging a blacked-out drunk Joan Kennedy from the backseat of another stranger's car, and taking her back home. We'll see her again in a week or two.
|by Anonymous||reply 74||10/10/2018|
^And I'm Joe Gargan again. I'll take it from here, guys! **wink wink**
|by Anonymous||reply 75||10/10/2018|
I'm John F. Kennedy's foreskin that was removed at the age of 21, the official reason being phimosis, but it was probably because it was so riddled with STDs that it was rotting off.
|by Anonymous||reply 76||10/10/2018|
I'm Rose and I hate to admit this but ...... I have a gorgeous new black mourning suit & all the accessories so if God wants to take another of my children, well, at least all eyes will be on me at the cathedral !
|by Anonymous||reply 77||10/10/2018|
ps ... And God, please before hemlines change. I'd just hate to have to spend $$$ on re-altering.
|by Anonymous||reply 78||10/10/2018|
I'm Martha Moxley..
|by Anonymous||reply 79||10/10/2018|
Not so. She was a Skakel family victim. The guilty boy's father Rushton Skakel was Ethel's brother. They are not Kennedys.
|by Anonymous||reply 80||10/10/2018|
I'm Pam Burkely and I JUST WANT TO REMIND all you gals out there who didn't learn by Turd's example at Chappaquiddick that getting into a vehicle with any Kennedy male can lead to disaster.
|by Anonymous||reply 81||10/10/2018|
I'm the Body Beautiful. That was my...whaddya cawl it......
|by Anonymous||reply 82||10/10/2018|
I'm the Cepacol mouthwash in Joan's glass. She tells everybody it's lemonade.
|by Anonymous||reply 83||10/10/2018|
I'm Kathie Lee Gifford, close family friend who had to run off the set of LIve with Regis and Kathie Lee when discussion of JFK Jr's death 'got to ME!'
|by Anonymous||reply 84||10/10/2018|
|by Anonymous||reply 85||10/10/2018|
I'm Gloria Swanson, rolling my eyes and chuckling contemptuously as Joe Sr. begs me to bear his child.
|by Anonymous||reply 86||10/10/2018|
just passing by....
|by Anonymous||reply 87||10/10/2018|
I'm a delusional old person, a leftover from the sixties, who still insists that the Kennedy family are America's royalty.
|by Anonymous||reply 88||10/10/2018|
I'm Suzy "Call me Suzy Chapstick" Chaffee, Olympic skier. I was schtuped by Teddy...
|by Anonymous||reply 89||10/10/2018|
I'm the genial host of You Don't Say!
|by Anonymous||reply 90||10/10/2018|
I’m the Kennedy shit they think doesn’t stink but it does.
|by Anonymous||reply 91||10/10/2018|
Omg! I’m R91. I can’t believe I wrote that, but I’m glad I did.
|by Anonymous||reply 92||10/10/2018|
Speaking of Kennedy shit, I'm the water faucet in the bathroom at the main house of the Hyannisport Compound Jackie turns on when she has to go to the bathroom to hide any unpleasant noises she might make. The sisters and Ethel are on to me, and find me hilarious.
|by Anonymous||reply 93||10/10/2018|
Hearing the trickling sound of running water facilitates urination.
|by Anonymous||reply 94||10/10/2018|
I'm the desperate plea for someone to please post the photo of Ethel picking her nose. I have looked everywhere for it to no avail.
|by Anonymous||reply 95||10/10/2018|
We are the various inferior women's colleges (most of us Catholic) that most of the sisters attend. The boys get to go to Harvard, but the girls' education doesn't really matter to their parents since the girls exist only to breed and pray.
However, we are conveniently close to major shopping destinations in NYC and Philadelphia, and we also are useful for providing other heiresses for the girls' brothers to marry.
|by Anonymous||reply 96||10/10/2018|
I'm the lousy $25,000 inheritance that Joe Gargan received from his Aunt Rose. If I had been a larger inheritance Joe would have kept quiet about Chappaquiddick and Senatorial Privilege would have never been published.
|by Anonymous||reply 97||10/10/2018|
I'm the Kennedys' enormous wealth and privilege as they continue to talk about signs of discrimination against Irish Catholics as if it occurred sometime earlier that day instead of a hundred years ago.
|by Anonymous||reply 98||10/10/2018|
I'm Ted Kennedy's 18th glass of whiskey of the day.
|by Anonymous||reply 99||10/10/2018|
I'm CBK's slow decompositioning green Egyptian Musk Oil bought from an African vendor on Manhattan sidewalk in the 90s. I'm kept in the back of Lisa Besette's closet. Stored in a cigar box.
|by Anonymous||reply 100||10/10/2018|
I'm the homicidal suicidal ideation tantrum that finally clicked over the Long Island Sound one summer evening that forced our ashes to be scattered at sea.
|by Anonymous||reply 101||10/10/2018|
R95, see r3
|by Anonymous||reply 102||10/10/2018|
I'm Caroline's daughter Rose Schlossberg. I'm so glad that I got some of my Grandma Jackie's Bouvier looks instead of some of the hideous Kennedy looks.
|by Anonymous||reply 103||10/10/2018|
I'm drooling Joe Kennedy III.
|by Anonymous||reply 104||10/10/2018|
Thanks r102 how disappointing though. I always imagined her going in deep. Oh well.
|by Anonymous||reply 105||10/10/2018|
I'm the rollerblades that JFK Jr. used while shirtless.
|by Anonymous||reply 106||10/10/2018|
I'm Carolyn's sterling silver coke spoon.
|by Anonymous||reply 107||10/11/2018|
I'm the phrase "public service."
|by Anonymous||reply 108||10/11/2018|
|by Anonymous||reply 109||10/11/2018|
I'm Joe Jr., and I was the hottest one of them all. Even before my plane blew up, I mean.
|by Anonymous||reply 110||10/11/2018|
I'm the dominant gene responsible for the monstrous Chiclet teeth that stubbornly keeps getting passed down from generation to generation.
|by Anonymous||reply 111||10/11/2018|
I'm the guidette from the Bronx. Assistant and marital advisor at failing George magazine. I've personally witnessed John's bouts with suicidal ideation on numerous occasions.
|by Anonymous||reply 112||10/11/2018|
Yes! R108. I refer to my time on this earth as "public service". Great gig if you just claim it.
|by Anonymous||reply 113||10/11/2018|
Sorry to break the chain-
but I gotta comment on how nice JFK Jr was to look at it. That was one sexy man.
|by Anonymous||reply 114||10/11/2018|
I’m one of JFK’s pubic hairs...in Lem Billings teeth.
|by Anonymous||reply 115||10/11/2018|
I'm Ann Freeman, regretting everyday that my daughter married into this hubris filled nutty clan.
|by Anonymous||reply 116||10/11/2018|
We're the posted speed limit signs ignored around Hyannis Port. Forced to stare at the pet and wildlife carcasses rotting on the roadside. Crows would use as landing pads to swoop down on the road pizzas at daybreak.
|by Anonymous||reply 117||10/11/2018|
I'm the Jeep that Joe Kennedy II flipped.
|by Anonymous||reply 118||10/11/2018|
Grass stains on clothing after family flag football matches on the backyard would later press me into service. Household staff would simply "Shout it out!"
|by Anonymous||reply 119||10/11/2018|
Hey there! I'm the sturdy rafter in the back barn converted to artist studio that Mary had full trust in.
|by Anonymous||reply 120||10/11/2018|
The midatlantic loaner horse that threw Jackie using dead stop technique because of my allergies to her saturation of tar and nicotine
|by Anonymous||reply 121||10/11/2018|
I'm a Boiler Room girl who partied at Chappaquiddick and I helped in the cover-up.
|by Anonymous||reply 122||10/11/2018|
R111 Holy fucking shit! Are they in direct relation to the Windsors? You have all of that money and refuse to get your teeth sorted? I don't get that at all.
|by Anonymous||reply 123||10/11/2018|
[quote][R111] Holy fucking shit! Are they in direct relation to the Windsors? You have all of that money and refuse to get your teeth sorted? I don't get that at all.
There's nothing physically wrong with their teeth that would necessitate dental work (like overbite, crookedness). It's just that their teeth are so plastic-looking that they look like they're wearing oversized dentures or had overdone it on the veneers. It's like their version of the Hapsburg chin. As soon as you see those choppers on anyone, 99% of the time it's a Kennedy.
|by Anonymous||reply 124||10/12/2018|
Case in point about infamous "Kennedy teeth" (Maria Shriver and family).
|by Anonymous||reply 125||10/12/2018|
I think the 'teeth situation' is exacerbated by a lack of an upper lip.
|by Anonymous||reply 126||10/12/2018|
I'm a Shar-Pei. I'm often mistaken for a Kennedy woman.
|by Anonymous||reply 127||10/12/2018|
I'm the Oldsmobile in the water at Chappaquiddick.
|by Anonymous||reply 128||10/12/2018|
Out of all the Kennedy grandchild Rory is the most hideous one. Even Princess Caroline of Camelot isn't that horrible looking. Caroline's other daughter is ugly and so is the son.
|by Anonymous||reply 129||10/12/2018|
Jack Schlossberg is HOT!
|by Anonymous||reply 130||10/12/2018|
I'm Cheryl Hines Kennedy.
|by Anonymous||reply 131||10/12/2018|
I'm Jack Schlossberg's hideous nose.
|by Anonymous||reply 132||10/12/2018|
I'm Jack Schlossberg's middle name, so you don't just think he's some run-of-the-mill Jew.
|by Anonymous||reply 133||10/12/2018|
Let's be the Bush Family and see if OP still has a sense of humor!
|by Anonymous||reply 134||10/13/2018|
I'm Ted Kennedy Jr's amputated leg.
|by Anonymous||reply 135||10/13/2018|
I’m David the druggie that no one remembers cause I od’d 34 years ago
|by Anonymous||reply 136||10/13/2018|
I'm Patches Kennedy's gay voice.
|by Anonymous||reply 137||10/13/2018|
I'm Rachel Ward and I definitely remember David Kennedy.
|by Anonymous||reply 138||10/13/2018|
Re: the teeth. Linda Wachner has really long teeth, too. So do I.
|by Anonymous||reply 139||10/13/2018|
I grew up a southern WASP and everyone looked down their noses at the Kennedys. I used to think it was just because they are Catholic but I think it's more than that. That said I think most people felt the pain of the multi-generational losses they have had over the years.
|by Anonymous||reply 140||10/13/2018|
I’m the notion that we’re “lace-curtain Irish” but I’m incorrect.
|by Anonymous||reply 141||10/13/2018|
|by Anonymous||reply 142||10/14/2018|
I'm the middle aged drunk chauffeur dressed in drag from head to toe for some odd reason.....I purposely like to rile Rose while we're driving back and forth from Hyannis to Boston by saying "Well, here we are gain on your father's highway, Mrs. Kennedy." - "FRAAAAAANK! This is NOT my Fahthuh's HIGHWAAAAY!!!!" (the John Fitzgerald Expressway)
|by Anonymous||reply 143||10/14/2018|
I'm Conor Kennedy's mugshot after his arrest for defending a gay friend.
|by Anonymous||reply 144||10/14/2018|
I'm the unpaid bills that members of the family leave in their wake because the "common folk" are supposed to be thrilled to serve a Kennedy.
|by Anonymous||reply 145||Last Monday at 8:54 AM|
I'm all of the girls and women that Kennedy boys and men have sexually assaulted. We could fill a stadium.
|by Anonymous||reply 146||Last Monday at 9:18 AM|