Some people ask me "So how is the life of a celebrity blogger?" Well I can say that my apartment has finally stopped looking like a dumpster exploded. Exploded is too energetic a word for the former state of affairs. It was as if a dumpster exploded in a very laid back - low key way. Perhaps it looked more like some old malfunctioning washing machine went around and stopped in various places to spew out a few items of damp dirty clothes and to leak oil. Anyway it's not as exciting as the the life of today's Wondertrash Blind Item! With that we move from the exercise in descriptive writing and onto suggestive writing:
guess the mystery pervert!
Which celebrity ( he might be more 'well known' than a celebrity) has taken to holing himself up weekends for Viagra enhanced marathon 'pop till you drop' masturbation sessions? Here's a hint, he comes off as slightly skeevy!
'Okay OK OK tawdrier duty.'
It's also not as exciting as the life of a working class single mother! In the following video kids on the job once again wreck havoc on the defenseless adult world.
The bane of Take Your Kid To Work Day must be stopped!
