I LOVE PARIS IN THE.........
I am sooooooooo happy for the Hiltons. What a mitzvah that their daughter Paris announced that she's getting engaged. Initially her parents weren't going to name her Paris...they had decided on naming her after one of their favorite places....but, they couldn't fit Bangladesh on her solid gold teething ring.
Paris Hilton has done as much for the reputation of women as Jeffrey Dahlmer did for the Meat Producer's Association. This vacuous blonde first made headlines in a homemade porno flick as she tried to go down on a boyfriend. I say, "tried", because between fixing her hair and looking into the camera she barely touched his penis with her botox filled lips. It just might go down (no pun intended) as the worst blow job in modern history. Imagine how proud Mr. and Mrs. Hilton must have been as their teenage daughter made national headlines sucking some guys cock? Tackiness doesn't fall far from the tree...remember, Grandpa Conrad was once married to Zsa Zsa.
America's in worse shape than we thought. Everything this dimwit blonde does is important news. She has her own line of cosmetics, perfume and is spokeperson for the auto maker Bentley. Instead of Pat Robinson and Jerry Fallwell wailing about stem cell research why don't they rail against the media for encouraging Paris' escapades? The big mistake was that her father and mother didn't beat her with a Louisville slugger the first time Paris opened her mouth and said something idiotic. In her case that was probably the first words she uttered.
Is Paris Hilton spoiled? Is she self-indulged? Is she the biggest hype since Millie/Vanilli? Mit out question. Does anyone really give a crap about anything she says or does? For those who thought that little Paris would one day wake up from her stupor and settle down to a normal life -- losaluck! No, she didn't decided to get engaged to some ordinary guy working in a gas station or Starbucks. Paris decided on some greek shipping billionaire. Surprise.
I can only wish that his ships get torpedoed and the price of oil sinks quicker than a Mafia victim in the East River. I really hope that Paris and her beau have a fairytale wedding. They kiss, turn into frogs and we'll never have to see or hear from them again.
Paris Hilton has done as much for the reputation of women as Jeffrey Dahlmer did for the Meat Producer's Association. This vacuous blonde first made headlines in a homemade porno flick as she tried to go down on a boyfriend. I say, "tried", because between fixing her hair and looking into the camera she barely touched his penis with her botox filled lips. It just might go down (no pun intended) as the worst blow job in modern history. Imagine how proud Mr. and Mrs. Hilton must have been as their teenage daughter made national headlines sucking some guys cock? Tackiness doesn't fall far from the tree...remember, Grandpa Conrad was once married to Zsa Zsa.
America's in worse shape than we thought. Everything this dimwit blonde does is important news. She has her own line of cosmetics, perfume and is spokeperson for the auto maker Bentley. Instead of Pat Robinson and Jerry Fallwell wailing about stem cell research why don't they rail against the media for encouraging Paris' escapades? The big mistake was that her father and mother didn't beat her with a Louisville slugger the first time Paris opened her mouth and said something idiotic. In her case that was probably the first words she uttered.
Is Paris Hilton spoiled? Is she self-indulged? Is she the biggest hype since Millie/Vanilli? Mit out question. Does anyone really give a crap about anything she says or does? For those who thought that little Paris would one day wake up from her stupor and settle down to a normal life -- losaluck! No, she didn't decided to get engaged to some ordinary guy working in a gas station or Starbucks. Paris decided on some greek shipping billionaire. Surprise.
I can only wish that his ships get torpedoed and the price of oil sinks quicker than a Mafia victim in the East River. I really hope that Paris and her beau have a fairytale wedding. They kiss, turn into frogs and we'll never have to see or hear from them again.
posted by THE RANTING OLD GEEZER at 11:40 AM
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