Take My Lunch Away

Here’s Kelsey Grammer and his future divorce court opponent Kayte Walsh having a private Cacablanca Casablanca moment in the middle of JFK airport yesterday. Kaye’s crossed arms might be saying “meh,” but her lips are definitely saying… You know, they’re saying “meh” too. I mean, this is the problem with some gold diggers nowadays. They are lazy and don’t want to put in the work! The silicone flower Camille Grammer would’ve never let this happen. Camille permanently had her dollar sign goggles on so that she would always kiss Kelsey as though he was a gigantic bar of gold.

But Kayte isn’t even trying to muster out a single drop of simulated passion. Kayte has her lips sealed shut as though Kelsey’s face is the asshole of an antelope suffering from chronic diarrhea. This is the man she’s going to spend a couple of years with before collecting a 7-figure check in a divorce settlement and she’s acting like she’s at the dentist at 8 in the morning. Although, maybe Kayte deserves half a bow since Kelsey isn’t making her sign a prenup. Ho is still going to get paid without even trying. Okay, I’ll give her a full bow.