Wearing an absolutely elegante ensemble made from the heart shaped satin bed pillows my sister had as a kids and an egg of L’eggs, Katy Perry peddled her new bottle of cat spray in Mexico City. Katy definitely knows her audience, because like the U.S., Mexico loves gigante chichis more than they loved fried dough covered in cinnamon and drugs. If she really wanted her Mexican fans to go loco and explode like a low-hanging piñata, she should’ve sprinkled cinnamon and coke on her chichis. Next time.
And since my thoughts are always wrapped around peen, Katy’s perfume bottle looks like a glass dildo for intermediate level butt sex bottoms. If you’ve ever wanted a pussy in your ass, Katy has just made your dream come true! Now I know what Khia was going on about.