Yeah, like that's any surprise. I read the families are worried about Latsis' "lack of a job" and Hilton's "busy social life" - HELLO they are both ridiculously wealthy! If I had billions to fall back on I would be at the beach too.

Paris Hilton is basically one of the most fuckable women on the planet. And that's about all you could say about her. She's not American royalty, my goodness she is anything but regal. She's a bar slut with a pedigree. She's white trash. I bet Latsis' dad was like, "Uhhh wtf mate don't embarrass us like this!"

Of course none of this will delay my plans to impregnate a Bush twin!

Jason

So this guy goes to the Doctor because he thinks he might be gay.

The Doctor says, "What makes you think you're gay? Are you having feelings?"

The Guy says, "No, no I don't have any feelings. But my Grampa was gay."

The Doctor says, "So? That doesn't mean that you'll be gay too."

The Guy says, "Well my Dad was also gay."

The Doctor says, "Again, that doesn't mean that you'll be gay too."

The Guy says, "Yeah well listen to this - all 5 of my brothers are also gay!"

The Doctor yells, "God damn! Doesn't anyone in your family like pussy?!?!"

The Guy says, "Yeah - my sister!"

I cry on the inside when I am hurting. I'm hurting a lot today.

"Ideale" as performed by Andrea Bocelli and The London Symphony. Here are the lyrics in Italian and in English. I can't believe how beautiful the words are:

Io ti seguii come iride di pace
Lungo le vie del cielo:
Io ti seguii come un'amica face
De la notte nel velo.
E ti sentii ne la luce, ne l'aria,
Nel profumo dei fiori;
E fu piena la stanza solitaria
Di te, dei tuoi splendori.

In te rapito, al suon de la tua voce,
Lungamente sognai;
E de la terra ogni affanno, ogni croce,
In quel sogno scordai.
Torna, caro ideal, torna un istante
A sorridermi ancora,
E a me risplenderà, nel tuo sembiante,
Una novella aurora.

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I followed you like a rainbow of peace
along the paths of heaven;
I followed you like a friendly torch
in the veil of darkness,
and I sensed you in the light, in the air,
in the perfume of flowers,
and the solitary room was full
of you and of your radiance.

Absorbed by you, I dreamed a long time
of the sound of your voice,
and earth's every anxiety, every torment
I forgot in that dream.
Come back, dear ideal, for an instant
to smile at me again,
and in your face will shine for me
a new dawn.

Fuck all you haters.....