Pammy, Pammy, Pammy. This woman continues to amaze me…and not in a pleasant way. Despite whoring it up for her magical Hans Klok appearance and the pants-less stroll through an art museum, Pam continues to attract attention in any way possible. Sure, I admit Pam’s plastic surgery job purchased years ago may have been a good investment then, but the trash that has become her is inappropriate for any woman her age. However, Pam seems to think differently. Check out her latest blog as she pounces on the notion that she’d marry Hans Klok only if he wasn’t interested in ball sacks and sausage.
On an even more interesting note, Pam goes on to say how fabulously thin she looked up on stage with Mr. Klok. If wearing a leotard ten sizes too small with your boobie fat and your booty chub hanging out of your ensemble is thin, I’m thinking an eye appointment needs to be scheduled for the scraggly old hag. Girlfriend, you are losing your eye sight!
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