Like many other supermodels, my appearance on television drew much, much attention. Most of the e-mails I received were from quaint congratulators and welcoming well-wishers. Some, however, were less than gracious; some where downright bitter and backfat-laden, no doubt.
From my flesh, my blood, my (pushing 50!) uncle, my godfather...
First, to get the bitchy comments out of the way:
· I think my IQ dropped by 20 points while waiting for your spot.
· Do you HAVE to be gay to be on the show?
· I didn’t move up to a 29” waist until I was in my mid-30s.
· Whiskers?!?!?
· I guess it is true…being on TV does add 10 pounds…
Can we say... Bitter, party of 1! You're table is not now, nor ever will be, ready!
WeLCuM 2...

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3 comments:
shut up
ur hot
n u kno it
XOXOXOX
shut up
ur hot
n u kno it
XOXOXOX
uNCLe BiLL, ur h8-full! H8-FULL! But i still luv you... kind of! :-)
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