I was so excited when I first saw these pictures, becasue I was convinced for just a short second that Katy Perry was doing us all a favor and offing herself, but it turns out the cunt was just jumping into a boat and not to her fiery death like she was DJ AM. It’s a sad day today for that poor boat that had to withstand that kind of impact, but not as sad of a day as it is for her underwear and clothes that despite how hard they are trying to conceal her period bloat caused by an addiction to fried foods, they just aren’t able to fight it. The fuckers got beat and so should Katy Perry’s record producers for raping my soul everyday like they were Facebook.