Yeeeeup. There they are again. Paris Hilton's nipples. You betcha. Pretty, uh, pretty cool, huh? Wahoo, right? Yeah.
Yeah.
So.
So how are you guys, anyway? Doing good? Great, great. Excited about the World Series? Us too! Totally. Yeah. And this weather! Beautiful, isn't it? Fall is terrific. Just a terrific, great season. Yup.
Paris wearing a see-through top that exposes her nips? That's cool, we guess, but it's kind of become, like, what would happen if mermaids suddenly decided to come out of the depths of the sea and live amongst us legged landlubbers and get jobs and drive cars and stuff. After a while the novelty wears off and you see one flopping down the street with a briefcase and a shell bra and you murmur, "Mermaid," take note, and move on.
Nipples are fly, but right now we're most interested in the, uh, "art" Paris is holding in her hand. What kind of normal human walks around carrying a 1982-ass drawing of a glamour shot of herself? And more importantly, was it drawn by this woman?
Oh please. Please please.
You already know this, but Paris is butt naked at MrSkin.com.
