This tickled my demented funny bone...when guests arrived at ParAss's home for her B-day party they were greeted by a giant photo of her face which they were asked to sign. Then they went to the next room where they were met by and even bigger portrait of thier hostess. When they opened thier fortune cookies every message was the same... Happy Birthday Paris!
She's the only person I know of who'd doodle a heart and put her own name in it. She probably has pillowcases with her own face on them. And you know she kisses mirrors. You just know she does.
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