This is a pretty fluffy post--most likely brought on by too many hours staring at a blank screen and waiting for inspiration to strike so I can get the fuck out of school and listen to T-Rex all summer.
As you may or may not remember, this Carl's Jr. commercial--which consists mainly of an over-the-top-cheesy Paris Hilton slithering around on a Jag and then biting into a massive burger-- caused quite the stir a couple of years ago, and was ultimately labeled "too hot for TV" and subsequently banned.
Judging from Paris's stunning debut as sex-tape-scandal-starlet and pretty much everything else she's done since, our Lady Douche or whoever manages her "career," certainly seem have the modus operandi of "all press is good press" which I may or may not be contributing to right now as I write this.
Anyway, I got a paper to write, so there's no going back. Here, for your viewing pleasure, is some uncut velveeta courtesey of Paris Hilton and the douche bag school of douche baggery.