Sometimes I feel sorry for celebrities. Between the lack of privacy and constant personal scrutiny, it must be a real rough ride at times. And then I remember: A “REAL ROUGH RIDE” = BEING ESCORTED TO A MOVIE PREMIERE WHILE WEARING DESIGNER THREADS, SPORTING DIAMONDS, AND EATING FOREIGN AND UNPRONOUNCEABLE DELICACIES FROM VERY CLEAN (PROBABLY‚Ķ Read More »

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