Woe Is Mischa Barton, Part 5,456,790

My credit card has been declined more times than I'd like to admit, so I'm not passing any judgment here. I mean, a few weeks ago I got the BIG D while trying to buy brand name toilet paper, a box of Emergen-C and a Snickers at the damn deli. When the cashier gave me the awful truth, I politely took the card from her, rubbed the strip against my jeans, blew on it as though my breath would magically fill my Visa with my money, and then handed it back to her to try again. It didn't ...

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