Famoseo

I've got in my hands a catalog of famous women; funny how things are, I found out about this through the gossip press. I dialed a number, easily set up a date. Now I'm negotiating the price of the service, attentively. I'll be the high-end john, it will be expensive I know. Will Nuria Bermúdez be there?, will her fee be high? Hopefully not, but being on TV so much makes it go up. It turns me on that she's had surgery and uses tanning beds.

The audience focuses on a cleavage, make it noticeable, the show hires you for that, make them drool. It's a good showcase besides the press to get noticed. Sons of bitches 'Here's the gossip'. Soon I'll have in my hands a good pair of reasons, in my deck there are only queens of hearts. They scream, they shout, until they're hoarse. You must download the new polyphonic ringtone from Crónicas.

On every channel there are clone people, losing dignity at supersonic speed. Ana Rosa Quintana, you give me money and fame, I'll tell you who I'm taking to bed. A lady with glamour like the ones on screen, who takes topless photos every time she goes to the beach. We already have the material for an interview, who will show their ass now, the famous person or the journalist?.

There's nothing prettier than Carmina when she vomits, they offered me a setup as Marujita's boyfriend. Nuria Bermúdez sucks a dick daily, the next one to fall will probably be Aída. I have a sixth sense like Haley Joel Osment, Miguel Bosé wears 'Jean Paul Gaultiere for men'. If you're almost as pretty as the Duchess of Alba, they wouldn't fuck you even if they stole the weapons.

I'll destroy Los Caños' blonde guy like tin, the gossip press against Spanish rap. Paquirrín is a rapper and dreams of being a stripper, if he doesn't get surgery, it's likely he won't be amazed. Ana Botella and her mustache do sadomasochism, Yola Berrocal looks like a man who's had surgery. The Patricia's Diary makes me nauseous, and Coto gets slapped, an ambulance should be nearby.

Mercedes Milá, more bad hair days than a pheasant. Ana Rosa, Here's the gossip, and idiots. Andrés Pajares has mistreated me more than once, with Jiménez and Sabina inside, I'll burn down the bars. Fed up with this democratic Spain, where living off others is the tactic for many. Juanin, Niko, and Suly, fame; I piss on Boris Izaguirre every time I see him. Emilio Aragón and his new fashion look, Tamara and her gang are a bunch of clowns. Father Apeles doesn't matter and pays you, Beth should sing reggae instead of pop.

Surely Asdrúbal sucks it, look, I shit on those from UPA. Celebrities, knees on the ground; come on, hands behind your head. Ass up, start jumping. I'd love to see your fucking face smashed on the pavement. Three cheers for Antonio Salas, Sonia Monroy keeps doing shows, and just for that we call you 'whore'. Mar Saura starts off on the wrong foot, Marlene in Big Brother has her wings clipped and we call her 'slut'.

Nacho Duato, I know your back smells like Brummel. I saw you happily leaving with a young guy from the hotel, high on coke, shaking your ass to Pharrell's beat, right? I feel sorry that your privacy is a cruel joke. Follow my Salsa Rosa, which is nothing but smashing a famous face with a slab. Isn't that right, Jesuly, Juanin?. For those who lead us on every night, we shit on your dead relatives.