Dear St. Angie, You Can Take Your Greasy Ass Home Now!
For the second straight year in a row, international supermodel Phoebe Price obliterated St. Angie Jo on the red carpet with her third-degree glamour! PP was the guest of honor (not really) and bright shining star at the premiere of Inglourious Basterds (or however the hell you misspell that shit) today. St. Angie Jo showed up with Brad, because she had to. If she didn’t, the heavens would crash down on Earth, killing us all and Brangie wouldn’t want that! Because who would pay attention to them if that happened?
When St. Angie took one look at Chicken Cutlets’ beauty, she would’ve packed up her condom dress, her toy lips and went the hell home to soak in the deep fryer some more, because she really isn’t oily enough. And don’t even say that’s poultry lard on PP’s face! She’s not greasy. That’s her natural glow!
But seriously, I do like St. Angie’s dress. Mostly because it’s really fucking slutty. And it looks like extra long foreskin.