to the humorous ”Eats, Shoots and Leaves.” It appears that, although her grasp of grammar, usage and syntax are shaky, she can perform punctuation:
“Paris Hilton …was sitting next to me the whole night. Seriously, next to me, like our legs were touching for a good 5 hours,” Radin wrote on his MySpace site. “Now don’t get the wrong idea. She never once said hello, nor even looked in my direction. Five hours. And it was unreal to watch. She must have pulled a compact out of her bag every 6 minutes to stare at herself and pose while Jay-Z was performing 18 inches from us.” When Jay-Z left the stage, according to Radin, it was Hilton’s moment. “Paris, who had been swilling straight vodka from [a] Grey Goose bottle for hours, gets up on stage, has the people in charge throw her ‘record’ on the house stereo for her to lip sync two of her songs,” writes Radin. “She gets up on the stage, pukes, leaves. . . I find the music business charming.”
That’s pretty entertaining, but she’s still got a way to go before she becomes the new GG Allin. I’d have to say the woman is her own best critic.
Paris Hilton has a singing career?
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Mike–
Technically, she has a puking career.
Hey, you’re paying attention. She wins.
There aren’t even any nekkid pictures. We lose.
I despise pop culture.
Yeah, but it’s seldom that it’s so acutely self-referential.
It appears to be evolutionary. So, I suppose I despise evolution too. Except for the boobies.
The true Paris is starting to show. She’s about as un-classy as they come.
There was a reason for finishing school; so rich men’s daughters could appear in public for two hours without shaming themselves.
Now that we’ve gotten rid of shame, they don’t have to work so hard. See? Progress!
I’m still wondering why anyone would be at a Jay-Z Concert.
Is this someone under the mistaken impression that Rap or Hip-Hop is somehow classified as “music”?