While the malnourished luckdragon of Mississippi partied with Eddie Cibrian at Chicago’s Lollapalooza this past weekend, she showed everyone (read: the photographer’s camera) a fake tattoo she got on the side of her carcass. The temporary tattoo is of her wedding vows and was made using the dark tears her stomach spits out because it’s HONGRAY. LeAnn’s tattoo says this:
“You gave me the courage to be truthful. I promise to give you the comfort to be trustful.”
Can a tattoo cross itself, because that one totally is. That really is the eye roll of tattoos. I can get “I Want A Hot Clit In My Mouth” inked into my body, but that doesn’t mean the tattoo is going to compel me to follow through with it. (And now I suddenly want “I Want A Hot Clit In My Mouth” tattooed on my lips.)
LeAnn then went on Twitter and tried to act like she was shocked that the media is talking about a fake tattoo she got so that the media can talk about it.
Too funny! I got a stencil not a tattoo! Its not “news”… however, I can’t get it off. In search if rubbing alcohol I think!
That is too funny. “I can’t get it off. In search of rubbing alcohol” is the exact line Eddie Cibrian is going to huff out when his side whore tells him she’s uncomfortable with him finger banging her with his wedding ring on. No! Eddie Cibrian isn’t that stupid. He’s a seasoned cheater now. He only wears a clip-on wedding ring.