The Hoff stumbled out of a club in London early this morning and ran into a group of girls who asked to get a picture with him. The Hoff lit the hell up and eyed that young piece as if she was covered with cheddar cheese, pieces of wilted lettuce, ketchup and other things you might find in the condiment bar of a Burger King. But unfortunately for The Hoff, she had no interest in letting him nibble on her patties on his kitchen floor. She probably doesn’t even know who The Hoff is! She just wanted to get a picture with his precious purple velvet shoes. Story of The Hoff’s life.
February 7, 2011 / Posted by: Michael K