Phoebe Price posted these pictures of her modeling bathing suits for some Italian swimwear line yesterday and I couldn’t help but laugh….I mean what kind of sorry fucking company would use a bitch like Phoebe Price as a spokesperson for shit…I mean she’s a struggling spokesperson for herself…and squeezing her tired, useles, old body into a bathing suit, just makes the bitch look like a clown on her way to a Frat birthday party as some mean joke and not somethng anyone buying slutty, trashy bikinis that look suited for retired stripprs, would wanna look at….but I guess Phoebe Price has consistently been a joke….and here’s just an extension of that…..
In today’s totally irrelevant…god knows who the fuck she is….but I’m friends with her on Facebook and she pays the paparazzi to take pics of her that the media produces cuz after her dad died of cancer she got an inheritance that allowed her to go to LA and live the good life unemployed…pretending to be relevant…..
A useless celebrity that isn’t a celebrity cuz 99 percent of people have never heard of her or her quest to fame that didn’t involve a sex tape like the other no name idiots who are famous for nothing and make 40,000,000 a year doing nothing….
Phoebe just scrambles…for the cheap media attention showing up places other celebs are….and makes a full time job out of it…..
Here’s her cleavage you don’t care about and can’t jerk off to that I’m jost posting cuz I am in her trap and into seeing her dark pink and orange topped labia.
If anything, I ignore her….It doesn’t make me feel like I am brushing internet shoulders with a famous person….It just depresses me that I know she exists….
This past weekend, she posted these pictures without her nipples, but with a link of the paprazzi agency who she paid to take them, I asked her how much she paid them to follow her, you know to help make her on her quest to get noticed even though she’s a nobody who does nothing…..and she didn’t answer…if anything, I think she might have blocked me for calling her hustle out for what it is….something I think her flashing her nipple does a good enough outlining, packaging, and explaining that to the public who bother paying attention….attention seeking in the most low level way….
It just irritates me that these idiots waste their time on shit that doesn’t matter, she should be spending less time promoting herself for doing nothing and more doing something that helps the world….but she is showing nipple and since that’s how I help the world….I guess I need her kind to give me something to give you that doesn’t belong to me…and I know that doesn’t make your life a better one….but I never said I was a hero or that I wasn’t a bottom feeder…I’m not an aspiring fake celebrity….but I do love nipples, even 40 plus and invisible thanks to being a light skinned redhead…who like all red heads probably has an offensively pink twat. Who cares.
So many half naked Phoebe Prices in one picture….using mirrors to simulate her own army of clones coming to invade every paparazzi hot spot to hopefully get noticed and make it in the tabloids….a challenge she sets herself out for everyday….like a hero going into battle…because approval from the media….is like that approval her dead daddy used to give her…before giving her an inheritance that allows her to pretty much chase paparazzi all day….turning herself into some modern day personality or clown no one knows or cares exists…all while pushing 40….all while her prime is behind her….all when having no
And this pic is fucking with my head head so hard I think I just shit myself, but that may be unrelated to this image that reminds me of a nightmare I once had….
She posted it to Facebook…I have no idea what it is all about….I try not to read her updates.
I still don’t know what Phoebe Price is. I don’t know why the paparazzi take pics of her. I don’t know whay she dresses skanky despite being old and doughy and I sure as hell don’t know what’s going on a the pumpkin patch, but it does represent all that is wrong with Hollywood, where even the non famous attention whores have paparazzi after them…See I don’t care that this bitch exists, I just don’t get why the paparazzi care she exist….obviously, they are on pay roll and those scum will do anything for money…and as long as she’s flashing panties, I’ll pay attention…but for the record…I prefer seeing fire crotches getting fucked at all ages….let’s hope that’s the next step.
The highlight on my Phoebe Price relationship wasn’t the day she added me to facebook, but was the day I was the first person to LIKE when she went to the hospital for cracking her head open….
I mean other than trying to figure out who the fuck Phoebe Price is or why the paparazzi take pictures of her….I mean I get she gets in her bikini and shows off her old body, but what the fuck is the point of her….From what I understand she’s a rich southerner who pays them to give her some level of celebrity…cuz that’s what you do when you’re an attention seeking rich girl with money to spend on uselessness…but even with that…why the fuck do I post on her…
Oh right…cuz of the bikinis….I am a slave to the bikinis…
I still haven’t figured out what Phoebe Price does and why that doesn’t include starring in a sex tape….I mean she’s a real fucking bottom feeding attention seeker and that’s what they fucking do…but for some reason…all this old lady with a red pussy does is get in a bikini or put on a dress showing off some tit and the paparazzi get fired up and snap pics…making me believe that someone’s getting paid off in a seriously way…
This pumpkin patch is a fucking joke….There is no way this many celebs need pumpkin, but more importantly, there’s no way celebrities care enough about finding the perfect pumpkin, or the great rewarding experience that comes with choosing their own pumpkin…they could just send their hired help to do it.
This might as well be a photobooth that automatically uploads their bottom-feeding, boring pictures to the tabloids….because that’s the only reason this shit is there….and the only reason celebs are going to it…it’s a publicist set up load of fucking shit, so whenever I see pictures of the shit, I get mad knowing it’s just that easy for these pigs.
This pumpkin patch needs trashy has-beens trying to insert pumpkin’s in their lesbian cunts…then it will redeem itself….I’m talking to you Lohan, escape rehab properly this time and make it happen…..
Phoebe Price is too old for this shit…but for some reason she manages to get herself into every event she can, whether she’s got business being there or not, so I have have no idea why she is at Comicon, or what she’s promoting, or if she’s just walkin’ thru cuz she knows the paparazzi is there, but I know she is no wonderwoman….she is old and horrible…and this must be some kind of miserable joke…But it’s nice to see she got to spend some time with Perez Hilton and his new haircut…and that’s all I have to say about that…
Phoebe Price continues her clown behavior in her bikini and I encourage, not so much because I like older redheads with shitty bodies in bikinis, but more because I like seeing anyone desperate for attention that they’d be willing to pretty much humiliate themselves, cuz a girl willing to humiliate herself to get noticed, is usually one who is pretty fucking easy to manipulate into doing other things, and even though we don’t have access to blowjobs from this bitch after we convince her that we can get her into the tabloids, it’s still kinda funny to watch….so cehck out this red haired clown clownin half naked when she should put some clothes on….
This act seriously fucking bores me….we get it…you put on a bikini and ask the paparazzi to follow you and idiots like me post the pictures and hopefully get you in the tabloids as the hottest 40 year old clown of a fucking person who does nothing in her bikini. That’s what Phoebe Price aspires to acheive in life, and really it’s a good, attainable, not overly ambitious or hard dream, all it takes is a phone call and a bikini and very little shame…I’m not quite sure how it pays your rent, or your baby formula, but I guess if you’re daddy is rich, money isn’t really a factor in your decisions, like the rich kid I knew who decided to become an artist because his trust fund made it easy for him to no starve to fucking death, but at least what he tried to be creative….this bikini shit is not impressive and I kinda hate bitches who sell themselves short…like if you’re going to try to get noticed on the beach…at least make the shit topless, every slut gets into a bikini, even fat chicks on resorts, so if you wanna stand out, step it the fuck up you useless cunt, but I guess we should give her some credit, cuz clearly she knows she’s a useless clown. Here are the pics of her trying to seduce me and failing….
I still don’t know who the fuck this Phoebe Price is. I just know she took her old lady body to the beach to have some staged pictures of her in some stripper gear taken…This gold dress is straight from the sex shop Phoebe probably buys her very large dildos at, as most 50 year old lookin’ women, especially the slutty ones in their animal print one-piece porno bathing suit can only be her mating call for attention….It’s like she’s is Blanche from the Golden Girls, craving to get her big southern box filled with whatever Kentucky Fried phallus she can find…including black dudes…to live out slave fantasies she’s had since she was a little horny teenager back home on the platation that finances her ridiculous California life….
I still haven’t figured out what Phoebe Price does or who she is, but she’s got some serious fucking ego who thinks we actually care about what she does or who she is. The only thing I can assume about her is that she has orange pubic hair and I have a serious history with orange pubic hair that started with me gagging at the thought of orange pubic hair when I was a teenager, leading to me mocking every ginger I came across, until realizing that I was actually fascinated by the shit before giving it a chance and turning every ginger I came across against me, like my name and picture was sent out on some kind of ginger information network, so in all my years of fucking, I have never had a taste of it. I figure it’s just punishment from God for giving all those girls a complex when they were easily influenced, probably one bad enough to keep them totally shaved at all times, if they weren’t too awkward to fuck dudes until they were pushing 30 and only did it cuz the dude was also ginger, because I was an asshole who couldn’t appreciate something so unique and different and could that I’ve been banished from every stroking my fingers through….not that you care about my orange pubic hair fetish…but then again you don’t really care about Phoebe Price either….
I guess Phoebe Price thought her ass was good enough to Bronze the shit so that it will eternally live with us, like a mother does with her babies first shoes, but since Phoebe Price is too old and self involved to have a baby, she went for the closest fucking thing, or maybe she’s just wearing a pair of metallic leggings to give off that effect and hope the sun reflects off the shit and blinds a passer-by causing a car accident, so that if gives her the illusion that she still has whatever it is she had that led her ego taking her to Hollywood to share with the world in the first place, when really shit’s just old and sloppy….
I have no idea why Phoebe Price is invited to all these hollywood functions, or why the paparazzi know who she is, or why people write about her in tabloids and on the internet. I just know she has been in one or two things as an actor, she probably comes from a very rich Southern family and I guess is just one of those Socialites who spends her days getting ready for the red carpet events she’s addicted to, when she’s not staging photoshoots with herself in her bikini. I also know that I have a red carpet addiction of my own, just not the conventional red carpet but the red carpet in a redheads panties, making me a Phoebe Price pretty much one in the fuckin’ same. Unfortunately, she’s not 18 anymore, but she is wearing a see through shirt and that kind of effort’s gotta count for something, I’m just not sure what….
