Friday, April 22, 2011

Audrina Patridge's show: Premiere

5 minutes in: Bikini calendar photoshoot. Thank you, MTV, my expectations have been set.

7 minutes in:  Incoherent, abusive heated conversation with drunk mother.

(I'm waiting to see what we get in the next few minutes to achieve the MTV white-trash trifecta)

Uh. Whups. There  ya go. The boyfriend suggested a dj booth in the living room.

Audrina is house-shopping ...

"Voyeur shower"? I have no words
(OK, except maybe "I want")

Audrina is concerned about privacy.

I'm sorry, doll, I can't hear you ...

I'm distracted by the vision of your hoo-hoo that's burned in my brain.


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