Peaches Geldof off-of Bob and potato and pointless twat, has achieved her first lead cover on Britain’s glittering Sun newspaper. We don’t have the actual cover here, but it looks like that picture up there, but with The Sun in big writing on top. And without that big red circle. That’s our Heat-style-y circle of shame. Read between the lines. Or the red circle, as the case may be.
So it turns out Peaches wants to move to LA to further her ‘career’. In ‘music’. And as a ‘telly presenter’. But there’s a small question of talent. In that we’ve seen more charisma in Kylie Minogue’s bitten off toenail (the freakishly weird little one on the far left/right of either foot).
Now it doesn’t take a GNVQ in Public Relations to know that a controversial wedding – disapproved of by Saint (oh fuck off) Bob – will help boost your profile, especially if it’s in Vegas (the same place the folks wed – cue the myriad ‘comparison’ editorials in various newspapers. And the same place Britney Skank wed – cue the myriad ‘comparison’ editorials in various newspapers. Etc.) and it’s to an American singer, which will get the ears on that side of ‘The Pond’ (sorry) pricked up.
*ooh, Prick Up Your Ears. Ooh, cock*
In conclusion, if anyone gives this trout work, they need shooting.
In conclusion #2, hands up anyone who actually likes this pointless lump…