Sex & drink
November 2, 2009
When do the drugs kick in?
Not that you need me to tell
you that she’s not so innocent but this is the sh-t that goes on behind
the glossy glitter, the packaging, and a billion dollar brand that must,
at all costs, be protected.
There was a pregnancy scare a few
weeks ago. She was actually bragging about it, because of course she
desperately wants people to know that she’s having sex. There was a
serious sit-down, a discussion about the ramifications of her actions,
and a promise from her handlers that she’d be controlled with an
agreement that control also comes with a “get rid of the problem” policy
that the Lord probably wouldn’t approve of.
Turns out she
wasn’t pregnant. But she is drinking. And boastful about it too. Once
again, it’s the yapping that keeps getting her in trouble.
At a
shoot recently, she didn’t realise her mic was on. They all get caught
with their mic on, don’t they? What came out of her mouth?
Oh,
only a lot of talk about her experience with “getting f-cked”, like
proudly, and more boasting about her flavour for “dirty martinis”,
apparently her drink of choice. Great lessons from mommy and daddy.
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