A while ago, I stopped referring to Katie Price as her alter whore ego “Jordan,” because she wanted to change her image and start being a family woman or some shit. This hurt me, because Jordan was always my favorite elegant rose of England. How could she turn her back on all the people who loved her for who she really is: a dirty, dirty ho fo sho. It didn’t make sense to me and it made my no-no frown, but thankfully, Jodie Marsh was there to pick up the pieces by entertaining me with her extreme acts of sluttiness. Jodie quickly replaced Jordan as England’s Finest Rose and now Katie Price wants her title back.
Now that she’s a free woman, Katie has been making up for whore times by parading her pussay all over Ibiza. On Saturday night, Katie hit the town wearing one of Jodie’s old ones. I think Katie was trying to shock everyone, but Jodie wears gold lame (luh-maaay) camel toe whore-veralls to church! Try again, Katie.
However, Katie does get a few points for telling a few girls in the club that they are ugly. The Sun says that while Katie was partying with her big gay boyfriend (the power bottom in the loin cloth), she pulled a few girls aside to give them her thoughts on their looks. Here’s just a few comments Katie made to various hos in the club:
“I really like your face and you’re really pretty, but you seriously need to lose some weight from your thighs.”
“You’re ugly – I don’t know what you’re doing out here.”
“She told me I had a fantastic body with amazing legs but I needed to sort my face out.”
I must admit that Katie’s cunty words of delusion have touched me a little, but I’m not back in her whore graces just yet. And why didn’t any of these girls tell Katie that they may have fugly faces, but at least their titty implant isn’t try to make a run for it! Seriously, what is that sliding down Katie’s leg in the first thumbnail below? That stupid implant made a wrong turn! It turned right at her belly button instead of going straight and busting out of her vagina. CAUGHT!