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On le sait, veit écrire (et publier !) un livre ou plutot son journal intime retraçant son séjour en prison !

Imaginons le bouquin…avec les mots qu’elle emploie (c’est déjà bien, elle sait construire des phrases entières…)

Dear Diary,
Oh my God, like, I hate this place SO much. My hair extensions needs re-gluing and the mean jail guards only threw Crazy Glue at me to glue them back on my head. Plus, there are, like, no hot guards for me to flirt with in here.
All the other girls are fat and are jealous of me because I look much better than them in my orange jumpsuit. I’m going to call Elliott so he can send me Swarovsky crystals to put on my prison tag, it would make it look, like, TOTALLY hot. Gotta go, I have to show some other girl around. I think her name is Eve or something.
Love ya!
Paris
P.S. Like, I wonder when that bitch Lindsay Lohan will show up with my bottles of ââ