Wonky McValtrex’s neighbors are not happy with her. And not because her crotch crustaceans keep digging up their gardens. No, they aren’t pleased, because of all the noise that skankwhorecunt is making. Early this morning, Wonky’s neighbors called the cops, because Wonky and her latest piece, Dough Reinhardt, were fighting so loud that their screeches could be heard from the street. Maybe they weren’t fighting. Doug probably makes that sound whenever he sticks it into her toxic waste dump without a Hazmat-made condom on.
When the cops arrived at her house, nobody would open the front gates for them, so they had to hop the fence. They talked to Wonky and after they left, the loud arguing stopped.
TMZ says that Wonky wasn’t fighting with Doug. The screams came from her own slut mouth after she received a call that Tinkerbell had been run over and killed on Mullholland Drive. Wonky started screaming like Danny Gokey with a lighter up his ass. The call turned out to be a prank.
Beat me with a string of wet anal beads, because this is such lies. Like that dumb whore cares about her dogs! If Wonky found out one of her dogs died, she wouldn’t be crying. She would just go out and buy a new one. Besides, I haven’t seen Tinky in eons. I’m sure Tinkerbell already staged her death a long ass time ago and she’s airing our her herp warts (a souvenir from Wonky) on the beaches of France right now.