Rihanna Hosts Parties with Her Boyfriend of the Day
I don’t understand this hosting party bullshit that’s blowing up internationally. It’s like these club promoters pay insane prices for celebrities to spend about an hour in their club in some roped off booth, where the celebrities barely drink and fuck right off as soon as their obligations are met. They don’t actually party at the club, they don’t sign autographs, they just walk in and out. I heard that when Rihanna and Chris Brown were here, the were paid about 50,000 dollars for a fuking hour or two and the club was so excited with how successful the event was. They thought it put them on the fuckin’ map or some shit and all the people who were there actually felt like they parited with a famous person, leading me to believe the world is retarded.
The truth is that I am just jealous, because it would be a dream job for me to to be brought into host an event and annoy the patrons in places I normally can’t get into. It’s kinda what I do with myself anyway only I don’t get paid for the shit and usually end up kicked out. I would not only would I happily finish the free booze I was offered, but I’d also host the event for the free booze and no fee making me very affordable. I’d try to fuck all the groupies lookin in on mye but the main problem with this plan is that no one gives a fuck about me and even if they did, the places I’d get asked to host would be places you’d get raped or murdered at.
I guess it doesn’t matter, what does matter is that Rihanna and Chris Brown are fucking and she looks good enough to me in her silver dress.
July 10th, 2008 at 5:38 am
Ever saw some celebs on “m i l l i o n a i r e l o v e r . c o m” It’s a site dedicated to rich people/celeb and the admirers.
July 10th, 2008 at 8:25 am
how awkward. pr just can’t figure out how to make it work. two stars and you get twice the money, right. rihanna, you’re into merchandising, you know the deal. you’ve got a two for the price of one. duh.
marvin gaye & tammi terrell, was about the music, not some boy trying to prove that he’s better than all the other boys. com’on, how does an insult become a complement? you said it, but you didn’t see it coming.