So Kim Kardashian has created her career by pretty much whoring herself out to Paris Hilton to be seen and known and then by whoring herself out to Ray J and the porn company that bought her sex tape for 5,000,000 dollars, leading to more opportunities to whore herself out to the paparazzi with tips of where she was going to be so that they could get pictures of her that could be distributed to the world and to people like me to write about her, making her more relevant or at least relevant enough to land a TV show, where she whores out on camera because people see to give a shit about what her uselessness does in a given day.
Now she wears T-shirts claiming that she’s not another photo op, or that the other day when she went shopping, she wasn’t another photo op, and that’s pretty funny to me, because I know that she probably has the paparazzi on speed dial and probably staged today’s pictures in hopes of getting in a magazine or on a blog, but wore a shirt pretending that they are invading her privacy.
Celebrities and almost-celebrities, love these fuckers. They love the cameras and cry like little girls about them for show, all while using them as the most important marketing tool in their whole career plan and the whole thing is offensive to me, but not nearly as offensive as Kim Kardashian’s fat ass that is clearly nothing special to look at and very reminiscent of the fat chick who works at McDonald’s down the street from me, who has had a few too many Big Macs, but not enough to beat my wife in an old county fair weigh-off, but at least my wife knows she isn’t sexy and has no business wearing tight jeans, mainly because the biggest sized jeans we can find don’t fit over her disgustingness, but that’s got nothing to do with Kim Kardashian and her eating disorder.
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