Now that I’m on the Twitter, my world has been opened up to a whole new level of desperate attention wh%res trying to get themselves noticed. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. How else would I have these pictures of Holly Madison in her little Hooter’s short shorts and tank top for your enjoyment? I don’t believe the thought of her dressed as a Hooter’s girl is much of a stretch considering most of us figured she’d be working there pretty soon after she and the limp old dude parted ways. Now I’m in the mood for chicken wings.
Shilling beers with your tits propped up on a table is better than being with Criss Angel, imo.