Futhur Adventures Of The Hoe. Poem by Paris Hilton
Futhur Adventures Of The Hoe.
Standing on the corner in my hooker pants......
For Jeff....
This is deep, and as soon as my side stops hurting I may comment. Deep, deep- doodoo-the second time today I laughed until I hurt. Sorry, Paris but I've seen you in and outof the Hooker Pants. Hasn't everyone?
And i thought the Real Paris Hilton was a dumb bi-tch.... I'd pay more attention in english class if i were you. You call this poetry. i call it garbage
this......SUCKS i think im gunna puke, please dont write anymore
What an amazing honour to have hooker pants worn on my behalf - and on a corner too! You poetry continues to enliven my soul - in some strange twisted way.
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4/25/2024 10:02:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Say if this is really Paris than you should know me and e-mail me back