We know that by now you probably have a Grammy hangover and you’re craving a few simple bikini shots to detox, but we thought you wouldn’t mind staring at 50 square feet of cleavage for an hour or two (that of Katy Perry in case your breast recognition software is down – here at the EMI Grammy party at the W Hotel in L.A on Sunday). And since she was accompanied by Russell Brand, we were tempted to make fun of him, but then realized he’s the one going home to a magical titty-Disneyland while we lie in bed with our face smothered by two goose-feathered pillows, so we just started weeping instead.
February 3, 2010 at 10:59 pm
This is retarded….
-Murcielago
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February 6, 2010 at 7:34 am
her husbard looks like hes about to turn into a werewolf…….
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