Dave Navarro had lunch with friends yesterday in Los Angeles and I guess the restaurant doesn’t have a “no shirt, no service” policy. Put on a damn shirt! I really don’t want your nipple secretions with my cobb salad. I wonder what he tells people his “CE” tattoo stands for now? Cunt extraordinaire (extraordinaire is the word of the day).
I don’t know whether to barf at him thinking how hot he is or attack his nipples with my tongue. That’s the problem.