Another day, another story about Paris Hilton. Today she's porking Brandon Davis. God help us if they forget the condom and we finally have to experience the creation of the world's most vacuous, unnecessary human.
We suspected that there might be a sharing of genital warts going on between Paris and Brandon over a month ago, but now MSNBC has the proof (well, as far as Life & Style's anonymous source counts as proof):
ìHis family is selling their home, so Brandonís been shacking up with Paris at her place off the Sunset Strip,î an ìinsiderî tells L&S. ìAll his clothes, his toiletries and even some of the artwork he owns.î
But the arrangement is reportedly more than temporary. Says the source: ìTheyíre hooking up, but she doesnít want anyone to know about it. Itís being kept very hush-hush.î
We're not at all shocked that Paris would renege on her celibacy for a ride on Brandon's grease weasel. What does shock us is the claim that Brandon owns "artwork." We imagine this means images somewhere along the lines of the pussy drawing from Breakfast of Champions, but, you know, less high-brow. Also, we wonder if he remarks on the length of her clit and the absence of freckles coming out of her vagina every time they have sex.
Check for those freckles yourself at MrSkin.com.
