You have to give a whore hand to Katie Price, because there really are no boundaries to her hustle. Katie will slap absolutely anything on her crotch, tits or head in the name of a quick dollar (or quid, when I put on my British tongue)! Dignity can go toe fuck itself, because Katie's gotta make that money! If she comes home empty-handed, Harvey will kick her back out on the stroll.
In London today, Katie debuted her new line of iPod accessories which look like they were scooted and queefed on by Mimi. Katie sold that shit to the pubic by coming out like the Tin Man competing in a Barbarella drag contest sponsored by an unauthorized Apple reseller. Katie told the reporters: "I'm really excited about my iPod range and love the way they have turned out. Being involved in the design process was fantastic and really gave me the opportunity to develop and create exactly what I wanted. Hopefully this is just the beginning and you will be seeing more from my Boutique range."
Steve Jobs doesn't know whether to take his pants off or threaten Katie with a copyright infringement letter. Actually, he has to take off his pants anyways since I'm pretty sure he keeps all his legal form letters in his ass crack.