Just when I thought that the last of the Wizard of Oz munchkins had gained their last iota of under-deserved fame, Nicole Polizzi, affectionately known as ‘Snooki’ in dirty New Jersey clubs that stink of stale sweat, Axe body spray, and that funk-fungus stink that you get when you lay in a tanning bed for more than the prescribed max of fifteen minutes, has gone and snatched another fifteen minutes of fame by writing a book and dressing like Liza Minelli in drag in drag in drag. In drag.
In drag.
And man. Are those her legs, or am I having another one of those crazy ham deficiency attacks again where all I’m seeing is luscious hocks of swine everywhere I look?
GET THE HOT HONEY MUSTARD OUT … NOM NOM NOM BITCHES.
A bit more sex appeal please. Such a hot red dress and so little skin.