Oct 24 2008
If you look at her Myspace Profile, there is not one genuine thing about it. Boobs? Fake. Check. Face? Not one shot of her without a gallon of makeup on. Check. Works at Hooters? Check. The only thing that’s referenced are night clubs and pictures of her in tight clothing. Check. Modeling shots. Check. Me not having a remote problem with any of this check. Be as fake as you want Miss Jenn. Just know that A. When you’re 40 your skin will look like century old leather and B. I’d totally take advantage of you when you get passed out from the sure E you take on weekends.
And I’m sure this was a real evening. These friends of hers definitely don’t look like social climbers. I’m sure they’ve never posed in a picture with Ron Jeremy to “look cool.” I’m positive they’ve never flashed some vajayjay during Mardi Gras. And I’m nearly positive they’ve never hung out with a guy named Vinny who wears more hairgel than wax used to make these girls’ “cavities” smoother while being violated.
What are those, black and blues? Come on Jenn. We know you are fake but you don’t have to show off the fact that you’ve had work done. We all know. Man, what if this is a dude? Maxim would have seriously screwed up.
Enjoy the pictures