I don’t even know how the Oscars could go on last night without the premiere seat filler in Hollywood bringing the poultry glamour to the audience? International supermodel and silver screen sensation Phoebe Price was not there! I’m not out of line when I say that they should have canceled the whole thing. The statues just weren’t as sparkly or shiny, because PP was not holding it down in the audience. I blame St. Angie for this. That chicken hater knew she could not compete with PP’s elegance and sophistication, so she got her fired. And Angie was afraid PP would steal her man. Men just can’t refuse a firm pair of greasy cutlets. No, they can’t.
Instead of gracing the Oscars, PP attended Popeye’s Oscar party and cookout in Van Nuys. No, she went to JLove’s Oscar party at the Abbey in West Hollywood. PP brought her mama je’e, Flora. They have matching organic cutlets! PP also brought out her raw chicken breasts out too! The Oscar bitches are fools! They could have had all of this.