When The Universe Speaks To Me, I Must Answer…Right?
May 22, 2009 at 10:05 am by Wendie

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Guys, I seriously don’t know how I can resist this.  It’s like God has sent a Priority Mail message directly to me.  Tila Tequila is in Boston this weekend.  That’s a lie, actually.  She’s not in Boston, she’s in Quincy — an outlying suburb.  I’m trying to determine if she’s worth the 45 minute drive and seven dollars worth of gas for me to go confront her.  I’m feeling like I need to go to Marina Bay, the club she’s appearing at, and ask her why she’s doing paid appearances since being famous means nothing to her.  I don’t know — what do you think?

If I go, I’m totally bringing my Flip so I can videotape this.  Now, I must leave you so I can go research just how quickly I can have a t-shirt printed that reads “Dumbass hoe.”  Oh, and I’m bringing an actual hoe and a hand mirror with me so I can explain the difference.

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  1. Dara says:
    May 24, 2009 at 12:13 am

    Omg you have to go! Please! :D

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  2. Annie says:
    May 28, 2009 at 10:38 am

    OMG! that totally reminds me of when several weeks back I was catching a bus home around rush hour and some girl was talking to a friend on the bus about how she just got back from Tila Tequila’s hous- sounding all important too- it was a monday- she sounded congested and her throuat was hourse- I can only imagine how hard she had been partying- I was fucking sitting next to her douches bitch ass too- I hate prissy self-absorbed superficial bitches!

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