
Poor, poor little Posh Spice. America just isn’t as interested in kissing her liposuctioned arse as Europe was so she had to hightail it back. Her ego is as fragile as those bleached strands of hair on that bobblehead of hers. That’s my theory as to why she’s wandering the streets of Paris looking like a Jetson’s movie reject. Note how I didn’t say live action. That’s because I think she’s been replaced with some sort of android that runs on Diet Coke. This is also why you never see her smile, she’s only programmed to make that one scowling face. Maybe someday she could be taught how to live but technology takes time, people and even someone as rich as David Beckham can’t get his hands on a better blow up doll. I mean wife.
A couple more shots of Posh looking amazed like some Hooker Pinocchio that they gave her some real live breast implants with nipples so hard they could cut ice after the jump.
