Dec 29 2008
Hot Mess of the HOliday!
I’ve decided on marking Chyna as the first Holiday hot mess. For the simple fact that this bitch was as cool as my dad and was rushed to the hospital Christmas morning. And no, it wasn’t for tranny surgery. She actually takes the title away from my dad simply because of the following story.
It was her 36th (yeah, okay) birthday and she was actually like that “ay-ay-ay” girl next to my dad…home girl was uber drunk! She was apparently so bombed that psychiatrists at the hospital were unable to perform a psych evaluation.
Paramedics were called to her Burbank home just before 5 a.m. Saturday. Her partying apparently did not mix well with some prescription meds and home girl ended up passing out. Her friends found her with cuts on her arms. Obviously they called 911. I’d immediately call 911 if I was even in the same vicinity as Chyna. I don’t trust that tran for a second.
Now, after having made a fool of yourself on both your birthday and Christmas, you’d expect a statement released on behalf of your new rehabilitation plan. Instead, Chyna says directly from the hospital:
All I really want right now is a hamburger and fries right now.
Where the fuck is Dr. Drew? I mean, I could care less about the hot mess, this is just another excuse to see the silver hottie on tv.
Kudos for acting your age on your birthday!
Class and Trash with an Edge of sASS*-Cw
