Paris Hilton bets away her Bentley

Fuck you Princess Di’s Ghost. I know you are a cunt rag eating no good dyke but do you have to squeeze your yellow cheezy vaginal discharge all over my bed after we bump cunts?

What a good time Edna provided! Too bad Princess Di had to find his way out of the Kelly Clarkson post to try and turn the whole thing back into another cyberspace pissing contest.

God! When is this whore going to just shrivel up and die already? Fuck! I’m so fucking tired of reading about her every. fucking. day. So she bet her stupid car…SO WHAT?!?!?! She’ll just get another one. Hopefully THIS will the one that sends her to a fiery death off of Mulholland Drive. Please God, please.

Princess Di’s Ghost: catchy name! The Brits are so clever. Bangers and Mash, AbFab, bad teeth, awful weather, and inbreeding have created a Master Race!

oh shit 253, you’re right. This is about Paris isn’t it? Well Princess Di’s Cunt is still a filthy piece of crotchrot. Yet I can’t tell which is more offensive: her disgusting limey-yellow, gnarled, goat-ass-smelling mouth or her vagina, into which a shit-dipped cock was just inserted.

Come on Edna, wait wait! don’t leave, come and have a glass of champgna with me.

from http://www.bbcamerica.com/britain/princess_diana/princess_diana_charity.jsp

The Princess of Wales was well known for her charity work. She was involved with over 100 charities, doing much to raise the profile of organizations helping the homeless, the disabled, and those suffering with HIV.
She was a patron of Centrepoint, an organization that works with young homeless people.

The Princess campaigned for the ban on the use and manufacture of landmines and visiting active minefields in Angola, Travnic, and Sarajevo.

Now she hangs out here. I always knew she was FAKE.

Edna, my sweet Edna,

I’m going to cock-slap your mouth when your eating soup one day.

Oh Princess Di, I’m so broken up about not meeting the high standards of british humour and wit. I’m gonna put on a woman’s dress an then post, maybe that will help.

cheerio

You just know this dumb bitch left about 800 home-made videotapes of her boning Nachos in the back of that Bentley. They should be hitting the internet this weeekend.

Princes Di’s Ghost should bend over and dodi my el-fayed.
Edna rocks.
Mamacita, wanna bump cunts one night? I am cleaaaannnn as a whistle.
Goddamn mouse is in my panties again.

Who is MeganHarris and why do people talk about him/her every day?

maybe edna can report paris hilton. she’s the skankiest, dirtiest, most vulgar piece on this site right now. and with all her diseases, she’s practically a weapon of biological warfare!

The story is bogus, our contacts in Vegas confirmed this.

In all seriousness, Edna, what is homeland security going to do about this site? No one here is making terrorist threats like the Purdue student you supposedly turned in. The delicious vulgarity of this web site wouldn’t bother anyone that didn’t go sticking their nose in it. So why don’t you just go find someone that’s actually doing some harm. You can’t do anything about people being vulgar, it really is protected by the first amendment, especially on a website that you don’t have to go to!
(If you’re even real)

The comment below wasn’t the real mamacita. I’m pretty sure it’s that psycho snoopy or some shit. Either that, or I had a fugue state. Here’s the proof: I would never spell the word cheesy like “cheezy”.

251. Posted by mamacita on April 21, 2006 06:23 PM

Fuck you Princess Di’s Ghost. I know you are a cunt rag eating no good dyke but do you have to squeeze your yellow cheezy vaginal discharge all over my bed after we bump cunts?

Yes, Edna, you were responsible for turning in that Purdue student, just like I am responsible for inventing the question mark. —-> ? <——
Look, see, aren’t I brilliant! I did that! ME!

i found a pic of edna bambitch.

http://uplink.space.com/attachments/344129-church_lady.jpg

Oh My GOD! Enda is the real deal, I found her website and this picture of her!!!

http://www.consumptionjunction.com/content/detail.asp?ID=52447

I just finished doing some more research on Edna, and this is what I came up with.

Edna: back in high school you could no longer satisfy yourself with just loving the Lord, and gave into the big handsome quarterback in the backseat of his Camaro while Stairway to Heaven was blasting on the stereo.

Fearing pregnancy, you only let him give it to you in the pooper, but then the cops showed up and you jumped up in surprise, letting his brown-tinted football player juice leak out of your chocolate starfish and down into your as yet untainted honeypot.

Nine months later, you had a technical virgin birth, but, unable to support the child, gave it up for adoption.

Your quest to rid the Internet of filth is really just a front in your desire to find your Jesus-like love child that you gave away so long ago.

Well, your search is over. He is here, and his name is PapaHotNuts.

Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m reported.

#269 — that totally crossed the line! It takes a lot to gross me out, but you succeeded.

Now I have to clear the history on my computer so my wife doesn’t see that.

Your are one sick puppy.

#270 Ha, ha.

Edna’s on the Sheen post now.

#231 – That was fun!! How much to ride again?

Edna, Edna, Edna,
Ok, I’ve been thinking on you. Please look squarely into both barrels.
Your master plan to come in here to regluate is absolutely impossible for several reasons. If you want to censor something, shut up. Another way to keep from having to read things like this is not to come here. Ever thought of that? You monitor has an off button if you get scared of what we’ve got to say. I think that you should know that I’m here in front of my computer listening to music. How do you feel about rap? As I type, Trick Daddy is telling me to “put that sugar on my tongue.” For some reason, I want to. Oh, that’s right. I’m slutty. Later, I’ll probably drink and entire bottle of communion wine to get good’n crunk before I go to the club. I’ll be dancing up on the stage, oh it’s a strip club, and when I finish I will have picked some guy out of the crowd and I’ll go do a line of coke off of his dick. After that, I’ll pop a Z-bar ’cause I’m trying to have a heart attack and slide on up next to Papa. I guzzle his jizzums and say, “Gaarrrrd haahhctes Euuudnna Baaamrrggggit.” He makes the cutest face when I do that, it’s worth it. I’ll put my clothes back on and we’ll hop on the ant motorcycle and head over to the bar. After I share another line with Lindsay Lohan, I push my way out of the bathroom because Basque is just fucking packed tonight. To my surprise, I run into Trotter who I kick in the penis, but only because his balls spontaneously burst into flames when he sees me. See, I ooze that evil sex appeal, my high, firm titties are hanging out and my skirt barely makes it to my thighs. I suddenly feel someone pressing up against my ass and I realize that it’s Italian Stallion, so I grind back. After he gives me some ass-to-mouth action, I wash up with the Windex that I keep in my purse for emergencies. See, I get a lot of the herp, love bumps, gonorrhea and AIDS from MeganHarris’ dad, Joe, because her mom, Tina, is a ditry-ass thunder cunt and he fucks Megan, too. I drink until I am sick, so I run out back to the dumpster to puke and I see BigJim blowing LandMan. This makes it worse and when I look up, I see LandMan giving BigJim a rusty trombone. Paris Hilton will pull up and go behind the dumpster to fuck some guy and I’ll steal her car. At the first light I come to I turn down 36 Mafia and I hear a banging in the trunk. I open it and see Sherryco in there and I head straight to the landfill and dump her ass ’cause she’s got the plague. Did God give her the plague because she’s a Scientwatogist? Oh, probably not because everyone knows ALL HAIL TOM CRUISE! You are the type of Christian freak who makes people want to be Scientwatogists. I’m on my way to your house at this point and I’ve got some of my bitches with me. One of them has a sickle. When we’re done doing what we do, we’re NOT going to go hide out at Mamacita’s “torilla” factory in Crapville. So, don’t come looking for us there. I mean, when you REPORT us don’t tell them to look there. What, are you going to get me kicked off of the fucking internet? Are you even remotely serious? Let’s make a deal, you stay on your sites and we’ll stay on ours, k? Well, we’ll let the girl from CatholicMatch.com come and hang out here. But only if she brings her friend More Cowbell. We’re not doing anything destructive here, in the real world, we’re raping and pillaging. Watch out for your virgins. We’re corporate 20-30-40something America and we are in the driver’s seat. Sounds kewl. You, on the other hand, are fucking making me bothered and I hate to be annoyed. This is not Footloose, go burn your books somewhere else.
Snoochieboochies,
Everyone’s Favorite French Gutter Tramp
P.S. Can I get the get the contact info for the “reporting agency?” I want to report you.

P.P.S. I hope someone pops some popcorn and reads that. I would like to, first, thank the Academy. I would also like to thank everyone on The Superficial who participated in helping to create my bourbon-n-I’m-swervin’ dissertation. I love you all from the sub-cockles of my heart. Does Tom love sub-cockles, also?
I have to go now, the butter-toothed British authorities are here and they are taking my internet away from me.
P.P.P.S. Papa, I hope I win the essay contest, I want to be the best third wife you’ve ever had.

P.P.P.P.S. I forgot to thank God. Oops.

Edna, I’m putting you under internet citizens’ arrest for being a total and complete fuckhead.

Okay, pardon me for bustin out my dorky side, but doesn’t good old Edna sound like that fat, toady bitch from Harry Potter and the Order of The Phoenix, Deloris Umbridge? Pretty soon we’re gonna be missing Quiddich practice to be stuck in detention. What a cum dumpster.

Okay, Spindoc. With your last post, I am oficially done for the evening. Fucking HELL, man.

280 ish ?
If anyone read all this crap please make sure you’ve filled your meds, take as instructed, and remain in the basement until further instructions.
(The glow from your computer screen may alert others – remain alert and aware.)
Get out people – it’s spring.

@227

Help! HELP! I’ve been reported and the authorities are here to take me away!

So, Ed(na), when can I expect these “authorities” to arrive at my web address?

Idiot. Go lick some acid and get back to us.

Of course I am much too busy to read 280 comments, so I hope someone else didn’t already say something like this…

I’ve finally figured it out. Paris just likes to give away rubber. Toyos or Trojans, it just. doesn’t. matter to her.

This post kind of sucked.

Back to the story.

Has Paris checked in her Vag? I’m sure it’s big enough to park a little ol’ Bentley in it.

i’m gonna start a band, and i’ll call it “better than edna.” and we’ll sing of womd’s, osama is godah, and pat robertson needs to take his cock out of w’s ass for five seconds.
now, back to the reservation, with lots of gambling and meth for me! i’ll be sure to fuck a few dirty choctaw boys along the way, as well. cause i’m keepin it rea’.
oh, and paris hilton loves the valtrex.

i know i’m new. but i feel really left out. *sniff*

and, dearest edna, report me. i think it will be fun. i’m an awful sinner. we all know that bunnies are satan’s spawn.

bwaaaa-haa-haa

i can’t even carry this thing on. besides, i have a meat cleaver that I MUST SHOW MY NEIGHBOR…

damn. turned out they were ok people. that devil music, man, edna, i get it.
i’m going to save this meat cleaver for you, when we meet up at the $ci-center.
i bow to the master.

a casino wouldn’t allow a bet like that to be placed because they wouldn’t get any action on it and i’m pretty sure the the nevada gaming commission wouldn’t much appreciate it either, since it’s a bet not honored by the casino and would therefore, technically, be illegal.

it doesn’t matter if her family owns it or not. hell, another source i read said it was at the paris, which isn’t even owned by the hiltons.

HAHAHA I ALWAYS WIN FOR I AM PARIS HILTON QUEEN OF THE HERPES

since when did making fun of paris become a homeland security issue? i heard that HS is actually investigating her because the person she lost her car to was actually osama bin laden.then again, what do I know?i’m canadian, and we get our news by smoke signals through our igloos as somebody a hundred posts ago said.

somebody should tell edna the story about the boy who cried wolf. one of these days when there’s an actual terrorist, homeland security isn’t going to believe her.

Gee, NOW they decide to exert a little discipline over their spawn? A bit slow on the draw there, Mr. & Mrs. Hilton.

#273: Standing Ovation!

269,271

After I finished throwing up dinner, I looked closer, and the BLURRED out her vagina….not the 3′ plume of mustard colored shit landing on her face, but HER VAGINA!!!! This is what is wrong with censorship. Now, please excuse me, I am going to go pour gasoline on my eyes and pretend they are Buddhist protestors.

hey, y u all r fuckin each other?don’t u have other work 2 do??
1 thing u all shud no that colin is the best actor and gud from heart… it’s the situations which has made him like this. if we sum up all the story of his life(if u know it)then we will find that he is carin,conserned and luvin.(he is takin a gud care of his child alone, it touched my heart).Really he is blessed and God will bless him always…