Oh no! Tori Spelling didn’t. She couldn’t. She has a look on her face like, “Ehehehehe! I gots myself another midnight snack!” It was only a matter of time before knocked up Tori would devour poor Mimi La Rue after she found out the twinkie cabinet was empty. Mimi is probably chilling in Tori’s belly with baby. They are hatching a plan to get out of there.
Here’s Tori with some poor poochie signing copies of her book at Book Soup in West Hollywood yesterday. I want to read this shit! I just want to see if she talks shit on Shannen Doherty, so I can have yet another reason to despise her. Somebody send me their copy after they are done using it as toilet paper. It’s ok, I’ll just wipe the shit to the side. The smell of shit is an appropriate scent to go with that book.