Just last week, Kelly and her fiance, Luke, broke up and talked about it on Facebook. She went out this past weekend to hang out in Las Vegas and cheer herself up, and when she got back home, she found out that her puppy was dead, so she talked about it on Twitter:
My life just could not get any worst right now I come home to find my dog woody is dead
The puppy, an adorable Pomeranian, was bought by Kelly back in June for Luke because he was jealous that their other dog, Sid, liked Kelly better than him.
Oh, Kelly. Somebody run out and buy her some ice cream or a classy prostitute right quick, help a sister out. I’ve never had a fiance or a puppy, but I’m sure losing either would be awful. I guess losing both within a week of each other might qualify for “devastated” status, so y’all get on making some care packages for her.
Emily, I think you are about as dumb as a box of fucking rocks you stupid insensitive bitch. I doubt seriously if you will ever have a fiance, let alone a man or a puppy or a fuching amoeba. What a stupid bunch shit to say. If you don’t have something clever to write then just shut the fuck up dummy.
fucking amoeba…
I was actually being sincere, but this is cool too, I guess.
what the hell? I’m sure Emily is being sincere here — she doesn’t seem like the time to wish the death of puppy or end of an engagement on anyone.
you need to calm down, crabtown!
Crabtown is just bitter because s/he doesn’t have any real life friends so he has to take it out on some random blog writer he doesn’t even know.
I’m amazed at how much weight she’s lost. She looks really good in that picture.
yeah, way to snark
Where is Beet? or even Molls?