Miley Cyrus was out in Santa Monica over the weekend with her adorable puppy wearing some ripped up shirt with her unmentionables sticking out for Jesus and everyone to see. I don't want to get up on my old soapbox of how when I was Miley's age, my mom would never let me out of the house dressed like that and call me a hooker ... But let's face it. My mom would
still call me a hooker if she saw me wearing an outfit like that. Only now she would just add in the part how I'm too old and it's just sad.
Yep. Hookey MacHookerson. Good grief little girl!
Moreover though... there's a LEASH LAW in L.A. County Miley. Familiarize yourself with it. Never mind, keeping that adorable white puff pup *SAFE*.
so what's new here? little spoiled brat's been getting fashion advice from hookerz since she was ten...fugly inbread trailer trash kid
I wish more people would write blogs like this that are actually interesting to read. With all the garbage floating around on the net, it is rare to read a blog like yours instead.