Can’t You Just Taste The Filth?!

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Every time I convince myself that I’m AM NOT going to talk about people no more, someone shows up and makes diarrhea all over my resolution. Dear, dear, sweet and virginal Pam Anderson showed up at Art Basel lookin a warm, moist, diseased mess. I’m so disappointed that this woman had reproduced……….I mean actual spawn from her vagina cavelet. I know I want to look in the tabloids and see my mothers cellulitus and pregnancy stretch marks. There’s a porno slut somewhere in a dumpster getting the business to the face saying, “Oh my God, Pam Anderson is so trashy! She has no shame.”

Y’know I never really cared when old dudes would get all sentimental about how hot Farrah Fawcett USED 2 WUZ, but now that Pam M’Lamb has gone from Baywatch scene stealer to resembling pulverized hooker puss, I can hear depression trying to break in my front door with a pair of scissors and a bottle of Oxycontin. Now I’m considering turning to hard drinking……………maybe motor oil or bleach.

- Z’maji of HauteBlogXOXO