Denise Richards was on Howard Stern’s Sirius show yesterday and he asked her the obligatory question: “Are your breasts real?” This ho was married to Charlie Sheen. Charlie won’t fuck with a trick unless she’s got silicone marinating in her chesticle area. The truest thing you’ll hear all hour.
Denise admitted to Howard that her buh-bees had been touched by a surgeon’s knife three times. Once, twice, three time fake titties….
Denise said, “Um, natural on outside, on the inside they are not. I was 19, and my roommate had the best boobs ever, and she had just had hers done. I was flat as a board, and I thought, ‘Whoa, you can just buy them,’ and stupidly had them done!” Denise thought her new leased chichis were too big, so she went under again to get them downsized, “The next guy put bigger ones in, and it was not good — they were a D!”
She went in a third time and now she’s happy, “I was young and should have researched better. You know, it was a big mistake. Young girls, don’t do it!”
Okay, I know Denise isn’t the biggest anal bead on the string (that wasn’t supposed to make sense), but what the hell kind of GD garage plastic surgeon did she go to the second time?! She wanted smaller, but he gave her bigger?! Did he inject crystal soil jelly from the swap meet into her chichis too?!
I’m also going to take a wild guess when I say that Denise’s second booby surgeon is probably her current make-up artist and hairdresser. Here’s everyone’s favorite former pussy merchant out in NYC yesterday looking like Miss Piggy working the child beauty pageant circuit after a crash diet. This is not the look.