It’s been a long time since I’ve updated this retarded livejournal. I’ve been too apathetic to make an effort typing my thoughts and ideas. So lame.
But thanks for your concern New York Daily News. I will survive just fine despite Grandps donating 97% of his fortune to charity. How you ask? On a steady diet of diet pills, material objects and cock. Just like always.
Oh, I can’t buy as many material possessions with tens of millions less you say? Fine I’ll compensate with more cock.
Maybe I’ll fuck a bear and get pregnant. Or flash my vag. Or flash my placenta after birthing a stupid baby.
I am a lady and you will treat me as such. Typing is boring.







Michael Grant Smith:
Dear Ms. Hilton,
I'm sorry to hear about your new circumstances. I'd like to help. I'm fresh out of diet pills and material objects. Is there anything else I can give you?
Regards,
Michael
12/30/2007 1:23 PMParis:
Michael Grant Smith,
Are you a bear? I'm really into fucking bears right now. I think you might be because the last bear I humped also had three names. He called himself Teddy Big Bottoms. He bit off my ear and part of my face during foreplay.
Also Michael please tell me if you are pro or anti postnatal placenta consumption. I hate to sound shallow, but this is a deal breaker.
Thanks hun!
1/3/2008 7:24 PMnadee:
i need a job please
12/29/2007 3:44 AMMichael Grant Smith:
Ms. Hilton,
I am not a bear, although I sleep for extended periods of time, my body is covered by a thick layer of fat and fur, I growl, and I pooped in the woods once. Are you sure you will know the difference? I'm looking forward to our post-coital mutual grooming for parasites.
Kudos to your brilliant team of artists and robotic technicians. Your face and ear look as realistic and lifelike as ever.
You are trying to trick me with the placenta question, aren't you? Cheeky scamp! The answer is yes.
We could be great together. Have someone text me.
Regards,
Michael
1/4/2008 12:19 PM