London Is Alive!
Ever since Brit Brit started taking her meds and Daddy Spears became the head of her everything, London has been missing in action. I'm sure I've been annoying everyone with my constant "Where is London?" shit. I figured Brit left him in some gas station bathroom or traded him in for a Slim Jim. It also crossed my mind that maybe London is still hiding in her closet, living off the cheese from Brit's dirty panties.
Well, London is alive! In the new issue of Heat Magazine, a friend said that the original suicide watch dog is living with a family friend, because “everyone thought it would be best for her and London if he were placed elsewhere."
You probably don't give a turkey's dick, but I did! And now I can be at peace knowing that London is safe and sound with Chester Cheetah.