Paris Hilton wants you to know that although she may have banged Nick Carter, Rick Salomon, Jason Shaw, Simon Rex, Deryck Whibley, Vincent Gallo (deep breath, deep breath), Paris Latsis, and Stamos Nachos, she's gotta draw the line somewhere, and that somewhere is Tom Sizemore. However, we feel that Paris may have found some sort of handy carnal loophole--maybe she means that she dorked his phony baloney in lieu of an actual flesh-to-flesh liaison.

On his sex tape that coincidentally comes out today, frenzied ladyfucker/human meth lab Sizemore gives an interview in which he claims he porked Paris after she propositioned him. MSNBC.com sez:

According to Sizemore, he had a party at his house and after everyone else had left, he heard the repeated clicks of a cigarette lighter and followed the sound to his gym, where he saw Hilton, and suggested rather explicitly that the two should have sex. “She knew what she could do to people,” says Sizemore, who claims that the next morning, Hilton climbed into a limo with the parting words, “Goin’ to Sundance. See you next week.” He makes no claims that they got together again.

“It’s disappointing that Mr. Sizemore has to use my name to sell his DVDs,” Paris denied in a statement prepared by her spokesperson. “He is not an acquaintance of mine nor have I ever had intimate relations with him.” Paris, an upstanding citizen filled to the tits with morals and values, certainly knows nothing about using one's name to sell schtup tapes.

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