No! Please! For the love of Bob! Make it stop!
Just the thought of this makes me nauseous beyond belief. I’ll leave y’all to this article, while I go and grab the Brain Bleach.
Paris’ Reggae Roots
Jennifer McDonnellDose
When we think of reggae, we think of Paris Hilton. Ok, maybe not.
The spoiled socialite is getting ready to unleash her own brand of reggae, hip-hop and pop on her new album. She’s also throwing in a Rod Stewart cover, just for fun.
Paris, who says she’s written lyrics for seven of the album’s songs, will release the reggae-influenced “Stars Are Blind” for her first single. She’ll also cover Rod’s “Do Ya Think I’m Sexy.”
Says Paris, “The whole album has so much different music on it. I like all music. It’s not like I only like pop or only rock. I want to have something for everybody.”
“I want to have something for everybody.”
Ok. I want you to have 30 Valium washed down with a fifth of vodka. Would you please do that for us? We’d greatly appreciate it.
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Just goes to show you that money can by almost anything but it can’t buy taste.
Seriously. The only real claim to fame this skank has is her “leaked’ porn flick and the fact that Daddy has oodles of cash to spend on his little attention whore.
She should give me her money. I could spend it far more creatively and accomplish more things with it than she could. Of course, when it comes to fashion, she’s got me beat.
Hey, designers have to eat too.
Yeah, but what’s the point of fashion when your clothes are balled up on the floor most of the time?