Perez Hilton...he's quite the schlub

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Joli said…
OMG!! Elaine Rocks! It is about time someone stood up & talked that trash down. I love the, "You can take the boy out of the trailer park, but you can't take the trailer park out of the boy" & "Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly is to the bone". I love love her, but is she really that southern? LOVE ME some MISS ELAINE.
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