Call me crazy, but I don’t trust any chick that looks like she is mid hate fuck twenty four hours a day. Victoria Bekham is one of these chicks.

Now she probably looks at these photos and thinks that she’s smiling. I look at them, and I wonder if it’s an actual human being, or a reject from Madame Tussauds wax museum that the paparazzi carts around with them. When ever they hit a slump, they just pull out “Victoria Bekham”, put her in front of one of them fake red carpet wallpapers, and start snapping away.