Who am I talking to Jordan or Katie Price? Who f**king cares...

What ever happened to talent? Having just watched Jordan/Katie Price interviewed by that pompous twit called Piers Morgan in a hard hitting one on one chat show thing, the thought suddenly occurred to me... what does this heavily made up hard faced middle aged woman actually do?

Don't worry it didn't take long for her to proudly if not a bit smugly reel off her list of talents for me, apparently she can sing, write books and last but by no means least bare her false breasts, which has led large companies to put her name on various products including a clothing line, a range of duvet covers and some sort of make-up 'heavy make-up I guess'... oh and I almost forgot she is also very good at selling stories about her celebrity private life to any magazine that will pay for them.

My question is; why on earth is anybody interested in this rather course woman? Who talks candidly about how she has never had a one night stand in one breath and then about giving Peter Andre a blow job in a toilet in the next? Her words not mine, and all this said through Dulux non-drip gloss coated teeth in front of her live in nanny/mother, without a sniff of hypocrisy.
Now as for the first claim that she can sing... I have heard her dulcet tones and can categorically say this is not true, as various failed attempts at a pop career have proven.
Secondly I doubt that she once put pen to paper to produce any of the books that bare her name! It is widely rumored that ghost writers were given this exciting task.
That only leaves baring her fake breasts as an actual talent that she can perform with any skill... So why do these large companies want to put her name on a duvet cover? Why would anyone want to wear a boob tube that somebody else designed then gave the dubious glory that goes with designing a boob tube to Jordan/Katie Price? It is all beyond me.
I can understand someone wanting to own a George Michael lavatory set or maybe a pair of David Beckham Y-Fronts after all George can sing and old golden balls is quite good at playing football I believe.
But I don't see why people these days are so prepared to spend their hard earned cash on this ex glamor models stuff and in the process make a very ordinary and frankly in my opinion rather fake insincere woman very very rich, and all for not much in return, at least when she got her kit off perhaps a little light relief was worth paying for. But surely a Jordan/Katie Price scented candle for seven quid isn't gonna float anyones boat, is it ?

I suppose I just found it very difficult to stomach watching this woman sitting on television dripping with hideous pimp my fingers style diamond rings, caked in tango flavored foundation with Joan Crawford eyebrows and false eyelashes that even Priscilla star Jason Donovan would have thought were just a tad too long, talking absolute bullshit, contradicting herself endlessly and trying her hardest to appear sincere but failing... so i did the only thing I could I turned the silly bitch OFF!!!