Friday, February 24, 2006

Finally...

Something in the news that made me smile.

dena at 3:35 PM

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at 3:39 PM MaR said...: I wish I had been there to see it and enjoy it myself. Michele sent me this time, Dena. Have a nice weekend!
at 9:21 PM Anonymous said...: What kind of newspaper are you reading over there? lol
at 9:47 PM The Mistress of the Dark said...: I knew there was a reason I loved Siouxsie! (Besides the great music)
at 11:34 PM kenju said...: I never head of Siouxsie before - but now I LOVE her!!
at 12:39 AM -tnchick- said...: I like people who speak up like that! :)
at 5:41 AM Anonymous said...: Good for her...Ms. Hilton is the kid of person that makes the Brits want their colony back!
at 11:59 AM Anonymous said...: The best part is that Paris decided that other people were being rude because they called her out on her actions, which were all kinds of impolite.

You can't fake that level of self-entitlement. More people should be willing to stand up to this sort of behavior.
at 6:47 PM JustLinda said...: Ack, that Paris is a piece of work, isn't she???

Just stopped by to let you know that I've moved - I have a new address in blogland! Come see me at http://www.justlinda.net (and if you've got me on your roll, it may need updating). Thanks!
at 9:13 PM Anonymous said...: That made me feel good. I must be a bad person.

I read an article somewhere that said with the skills Paris and her sister possess had they not been born rich they would be working in a tanning salon spouting "Beds or Bronzer?".
at 6:50 AM Uisce said...: Poor Paris... oh wait, I hate her. Never mind!
at 10:29 AM Ditsy Chick said...: I live for the day I can say this to her. Get off my TV and go away already, you mean-spirited-tramp!
at 1:13 PM Chatty said...: Paris Hilton makes my skin crawl. I hope it's true the cell phones can kill. Let her talk all she wants if that's the case. Nobody riles me up more.
at 7:52 PM YellowRose said...: Finally someone tells her like it is....I can't stand her. She's quite pitiful.

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