Christ. No, really. It’s time to be quiet now, you insane fucking bitch.
In other news, “HEATHER MILLS TO STRANGLE A BADGER”.
–c.
Monday, February 18, 2008
“Divorce experts have suggested that, based on recent cases, Ms Mills could walk away with £60m of Sir Paul’s estimated £825m.”
And they haven’t reached an agreement. Oh god, please, give her nothing. Go on. Please. She’s so obviously grasping for every fucking penny, just please restore my faith in karma and justice and let her [...]
Thursday, February 14, 2008
“I think she’ll go abroad and then just slowly fade away into obscurity.”
Please do.
–c.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Just FUCK OFF.
“They’ve called me a whore, a gold digger, a fantasist, a liar, … eighteen months of abuse [and] 4,400 abusive articles,”
quoth Hopalong Moneybags.
Yeah. Dragging a national icon through a lengthy public divorce process and not stopping until you’ve got enough money to buy a medium-sized country will do that.
Is the £50 million not [...]
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Dear Ms Mills,
PLEASE FUCK OFF AND DIE.
Yours sincerely,
–c.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
HA HA HA HA HA.
Now, please fuck off and die you grasping whore.
–c.
Heather Mills McCartney.
SHAME ON YOU. You utter, grasping, no mark, faux celebrity, gold-digging SYPH-WHORE.
FUCK OFF.
–c.
