Christian, Another Paris Hilton Crony
This just in: Christian, roommate and regular douchebag, was spotted living it up with some of Hollywood’s upper echelon this past weekend. Though limited in Bev Hills style and lingo, CT had little problem buddying up with Paris, a has-been as trampled as the city of her name (but nonetheless still a celebrity).
Sources close to Hilton say the Hollywood hanger was smitten with Christian’s dapper hat and his woeful tales of great lacrosse defeats as a Binghamton forward center cocksuck in the late 90’s. And, of course, she was a sucker for the boot-heel shine and sparkle of those deadlock baby blues sewer-green eyes. Zinga!
Regardless, today is a day of celebration for us of the ruck elbowing for admittance to the gentry. We finally made it. We — I, you, anyone — have arrived, and the once-bold boundaries between the Hollywood elite and the scrappy unprivileged have sifted into oblivion — forever.
So dust off that dinner jacket and give Alec Baldwin or Tony Danza a call. They’re ready for lunch. And you’ll order a Caesar-hold-the-croutons as though you’ve been living this way all your life.
Here’s a snapshot I took of Christian giving us the juicy details last night. Yum!
Many thanks to TMZ.com for the tip-off.
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