A pass the sick bag, Alice, can’t believe my eyes cunting please for this pushing 40, wannabe amateur prostitute, slack-arsed, dim-witted trollop:
https://www.thesun.co.uk/tvandshowbiz/6802123/kerry-katona-topless-thong-bikini-marbella/
Now I like a nice pair of jugs just as much as the next ceramics fan does, but this heap of misshapen lard is a truly repulsive sight. You can almost smell the B.O. in the flabby folds of flesh from this Toby jug of a woman.
She was never a beauty, but she now looks like a desperate, ugly, cheap tramp. What will happen when the tabloids tire of seeing her expose her mounds of putrid flesh?. It is a great pity that British Telecom removed all the phone boxes in Soho and the West End because she could have touted her worn out carcass in them. As it is, with the Iceland adverts a thing of long ago, it will be postcards in newsagents windows – “Large Chest For Sale” or “French Lessons with Full Correction – O’ and A’ Levels”.
As it is, love, give it up. I shouldn’t think in your state an old lag doing a ten stretch in the Scrubs would get the horn looking at your photo in the Sun today, and wouldn’t have done any time in the last 15 years.
Granny porn at it’s stinking worst.
Nominated by W. C. Boggs



