GET HER OUT OF HERE.
SOME of us felt sorry when "Foxy Knoxxy" was jailed and abused in Italy. After all, the overwhelming proof was that some migrant Nigga had committed murder, not her and her greasy boyfriend. The Nigga's DNA was all over the place, including a bit pile of shit he left in the toilet. HE is still in jail, by the way.
She should've been read her Miranda Rights (no, not the Ochs song) and after interrogation, been released. Instead she went through years of farce and a fucking Chico Marx festival of incompetent cops, plus a few Mussolini judges and prosecutors.
But at this point, now acquitted, just GO AWAY.
This fucking bitch has a press agent? A manager? What's the corny pose for?
Why is she broadcasting her every move to the media? Why is she insanely comparing moving in with a boyfriend and sharing possessions to when she was hauled off to prison?? She wants everyone to remember who she is and what her moment of fame was all about?
When did she decide to switch from laying low to laying in public?
Does she really want to forever be referenced as "The chick who was accused of some 3-way sex orgy that became a Satantic murder"???
Yes, she sure looks like a moron in that oversized cap. Why wasn't it on backwards, darlin'? What's with that goofy gaze like you're Cher and he's Sonny?
What's with the oh-so-trendy faggot version of Bono you're clutching? "Oh, I think I'll wear effeminate gigantic glasses that even Elton John would laugh at. I'll cut notches into my beard. I'll wear my very own AMANDA jacket in red white and blue. I'll make sure to look SERIOUSLY FIERCE. Guess how expensive my oversized wristwatch is! Whooops, dearie!"
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