What has become of my beloved Prince Hot Ginge? Is he skankmatized? Why else would he cover up his glorious field of flames in order to party with that busted saffron-colored tramp Chelsy Davy! The Daily Mail says that after 2 beautiful months apart, Chelsy is once again risking third-degree burns by riding Hot Ginge’s firerod. Noooooooooooo!!! A
On Friday night, Hot Ginge and Chelsy got gross in front of everyone at a party in South London. What’s even more hurtful is that Hot Ginge wore a Kim Zolciak-approved busted wig so that he wouldn’t be recognized. And it worked. Some source-type said, “It’s a bit of an anything goes sort of place – but the fact that people kept on going up to Chelsy to ask about Harry with him standing right next to her was absolutely hilarious. Unbelievably, though, they just didn’t notice him at all.”
That’s because they were on massive amounts of drugs and the crack bugs fed on their brains. Prince Hot Ginge could cover it up with a Woz and I’d still smell the flames from miles away. I’m shocked the wig didn’t explode, because it couldn’t contain the ginge. You can’t stop the ginge!
As for Chelsy, I’m sure she’s a lovely girl who spends her free time nursing orphan puppies, but she’s playing with fire! Bitch better keep the fire department on notice, because one day Hot Ginge’s Firestarter dick is going to burn her ass! She can’t handle it. Only a bitch like me could fuck with that shit. I’m already used to feeling an intense burning sensation in my ass.