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# The Fugtch
- URL: https://go-fug-yourself.ghost.io/the_fugtch081710-08-2010/
- Published: 2010-08-17T10:00:19.000Z
- Updated: 2010-08-17T08:58:13.000Z
- Author: Heather
- Tags: #wp, #wp-post, #Import 2026-10-07 07:27

I'm sure she would be a delight to hang out with, but Juliette Lewis is making my arms itch here.  

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/bf/b9/bfb99790-924d-4e41-a7e6-5e3c6e04fe57/content/images/static-gofugyourself-com/uploads/2010/08/92711_103413135.jpg "Premiere Of Miramax's "The Switch" - Arrivals")

See, when we bought our house, it came with a bathtub that has jets, which means it has to have a flap you can open that lets you at the mechanics -- and thus, also, is a portal to underneath our raised-foundation house. And about two weeks after we moved in, a bunch of fleas got in through that flap and infested the bedroom, so -- in addition to having everything sprayed and washed, we had to tape up that door but GOOD. And *that* turned it into a kind of insect graveyard, because stuff would sneak in through this terrible stupid-yet-mandatory flap and then get stuck to the tape and die, spread-eagled and sticky and severely bummed out that they didn't get to roam free through a cat's hair-lawn one last time. So I can't look at the random scattering of morbid half-bows on Juliette's frock without thinking of itchy, nasty, pesky fleas, and the experience of picking rogue corpses out of the carpet fibers three weeks later, and I imagine wearing a dress made of fly paper, and suddenly I'm scratching my head and slapping my arms and maybe I'll go take a shower in calamine lotion.Perhaps this is too personal a reaction. But don't sweat it, Juliette. We'll always have this:

![](https://static.gofugyourself.com/uploads/2010/08/92711_wenn2926113.jpg "juliette lewis 150710")

\[Photo: [WENN.com](https://www.wenn.com/?ref=go-fug-yourself.ghost.io)\]  
I mean, some days I just think, "It's not a real Tuesday unless I've seen Juliette Lewis's phantasmagorical pelvic ponch and some patriotic knee curtains," you know?