I Love The Smell of "Heiress" In The Morning...
I love the smell of "Heiress" in the morning. It smells...like...squirrel. Usually when someone says that Paris is coming to San Francisco, it's food or art-related and it's a positive thing. Then again, this isn't the Paris that they're talking about...
Labels: Paris Hilton
posted by Writeprocrastinator at 8:58 PM
6 Comments:
The picture of her as depicted in South Park made me laugh and laugh and laugh. I suggest you hide the children. And small animals.
I've heeded your advice and instructed Procrastinator Jr. that if he runs across her to yell:
A) "Look, behind you! Cases of free peroxide!"
B) "Look, behind you! It's a truck full of Jägermeister!"
C) "Look, behind you! It's Lindsay Lohan and she's got a baseball bat!"
and then he's to run the other way. I told him that he only has to outrun her for a block, as she can't walk or run for more than five hundred feet, without sticking her finger down her throat to stir up the remnants of the pea that was her breakfast.
God, can't someone push her off the Golden Gate bridge?
I used a "Derelict" joke somewhere on my blog before. Now I can't remember what for. I'll have to search my own damn blog.
You are a wonderful father, WP.
Ah, thank you very much Chelene, uh-huh.
Becka,
If somebody pushed her off the Golden Gate, who would we have to blog about? I can't speak for you, but I'm all Tomkat-ed out.
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