Another day, another set of messy pictures of Kim Kardashian looking like she wants us all to forget that she’s got a ticket to relevancy growing in her womb.
After having lunch at Fred Segal in West Hollywood with the mutant Muppet we all know as Robin Antin, Kim teetered through the parking lot and you can practically hear the muffled cries from her nipple slits as they try to gasp for air. That top is stretched more than her face is and it looks like her titties are choking and trying to find the nearest exit. Those titties need an oxygen mask and a pep talk.
Bitch looks like a rotten and deflated blueberry that has given up on its will to go on. And ho’s face is telling a different color story than her body is. Either her live-in car painter forgot to spray her body down with orange paint or that extra tight shit is cutting off her circulation.