Much like religiouses and their cherry picking of the bible – surely the greatest work of fiction since The Lord of the Rings – to suit their cuntiness, celebrities are very fickle when it comes to deciding when they want to be looked at. In a nutty shell with a praline centre, when it suits them.
Well who died and made them the Baby G…!
Take Kim Kardashian. Have you ever, ever, like ever and ever, seen normal people cavort like this in London’s glittering Mexican sea? And if you have, have they ever got away with it without having an empty cerveza bottle thrown at their heads? Their body language – which is as subtle as surprise sex – whispers, ‘Look at me, I’m so in love!’ until the inevitable break-up which is timed exactly for 47 days, 11 hours and 23 minutes from now, at which point they will demand their privacy and lambaste the press for their lack of sensitivity at this ‘very difficult time’.
Well boo freakin’ hoo. Share your fortune with us and then we’ll consider sympathy.
Oh and after the break, there is another picture of Kim Kardashian and her current boyfriend, Kris Humphries, which is fun in a compare ‘n’ contrast way. He being 6’9″ (hot!) she being 5’2″ (small!).
Don't look at me, this is a private moment!,