Sunday, 5 September 2010

How long before I'm in the Battersea dogs home?

After Cheryl battled long and hard to get possession of me in the divorce courts she is now telling all and sundry that she is planning to move to LA. If she's planning to take me that will presumably involve me having to spend months and months in quarantine. By the time I'm allowed in the USA she may have gone off the idea of LA and moved back to England. If she doesn't take me then what will become of me. She won't let Ashley have me out of spite so I could end up having to live with her bloody mother. I can't see that lasting ong because at the first chance she gets her mum be on a plane to join Cheryl in LA leaving me behind with a housekeeper or shipped off to Battersea dogs home. I never thought that being a celebrity pooch coud become this difficult.

I'm not surprised Cheryl is so keen to move to America given the way in which X-factor is heading further down the hill. Last night a couple of foul mouthed chavs finished up hitting each other while Simon siled and rubbed his hands knowing that it would do wonders for the shows viewing figures.

Looks like Rooney has been caught out getting his legover with a hooker again. I've now lost count of the number of England players who have been caught playing away from home. That team must have been knackered even before they got to South Africa, many of them must have then lay awake at night worried about wat gossip would appear in the next days paper.

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