Above is a video from The Royal YouTube Channel (via Hollywood Life) of Prince Hot Ginge showing off his flawless teleprompter-reading skills while giving us a message about a very important event that I didn’t really pay attention to because I was too busy imagining him pant-less and cupping his flaming torch and ginger balls during this entire PSA. For once, I didn’t tap my tongue before tapping my nipples to PHG in motion, because I’m saving that for when more priceless of his bare ass cheeks leak all over the Internet.
A high-powered publicist type from the UK named Max Clifford tells UsWeekly that loins must be girded immediately, because the world could see many more pictures of PHG partying with his skin scepter out in Las Vegas. Two American tricks contacted Max to try to sell him more pictures and stories from that night. Since Max doesn’t want to get a burn mark on his cheek from The Queen throwing a side-eye at him, he turned the girls down, but those shameless, money-loving whores will eventually sell them to somebody else. (Translation: Call me. I’ll trade you those pictures for one autographed Shauna Sand lucite heel I got from eBay and a half-used bottle of Phoebe’s Fantasy. Package value – PRICELESS!)
In other PHG news, The Queen is slathering her face shortening and putting all her chunkiest ring on, because she’s going to knight the bitches at The Sun right in the face with her fists for going against her orders by putting her grandson’s naked ginger body on the cover this morning.
The moral of this story is that the next time PHG has the urge to get asshole-out naked in front of a trashy, American slut with the morals of a used butt plug, he should find me on Skype. I’d never sell him out….unless I needed the money to get a peen skin graft from excessive fapping.