Jodie Marsh, the pristine beauty with a vagina that smells like fresh English roses on a Spring morning, has magically turned back into a heterosexual after “turning lesbian” a few months ago. You know, I think Jodie has always been a fucksexual. Meaning, she will fuck anything: dudes, chicks, back alley rodents, Fanta bottles, discarded turkeyburger meat, futons, sporks, Beta S cartridges, Babybel cheese and (insert everything that exists in the world today here). Jodie is an equal-opportunity fucker. She has a lot of love (and coochie diseases) to give! This is why I will always adore her. I would share a pot of tea and a dick with her anytime.
Here’s Jodie with her new piece Ryan Fleming at the opening of some free clinic or whorehouse in Ireland last night. Jodie is looking demure as ever in a sophisticated ensemble that I believe Queen Elizabeth wore to her birthday ball a few days ago. Extreme elegance ahead. Proceed with caution.