Not a single person on this forum will ever have a remote chance of even talking to to her
Not even sure what this means. Do you live in some weird fantasy universe where C list actors are magical fairy princesses who require special permission to interact with? I imagine any of the forum poster who live near LA could probably "talk to her" in a ******* Vonns on a Wednesday afternoon. Oh wait, she's ***, a Bristol Farms. My mistake.
To make a long story short, I don't take any responsibility for anything I post here. It's not news, it's not truth, it's not serious. It's parody. It's satire. It's bitter. It's angsty. Your mother's a *****. You like to jack off dogs. That's right, you heard me. You like to grab that dog by the bone and rub it like a ski pole. Your dad? ***. Your priest? Straight. **** off and let me post. It's not true, it's all in good fun. Now go away.