Adrienne Maloof And Paul Nassif Are Over
Blind item solved! The almost 10-year-old marriage between The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills' Adrienne Maloof and her plastic surgeon husband Dr. Paul Nassif has died just like your morning appetite after seeing this picture of him shoot cream into her mouth with his skin gun.
Those of you who actually watch The Real Dynasty Wannabes of Beverly Hills aren't exactly choking on shock over Paul filing for legal separation, because: a) Who gives a shit? b) Reality shit shows kill marriages faster than Kristen Stewart's home wrecking slow whore mouth; and c) Adrienne treats Paul like he's a piece of shit hanging at the end of her Botox needle. Although, in Adrienne's defense, if my plastic surgeon husband helped to make me look like a half-melting Ron Perlman as The Beast action figure, I too would treat him like shit.
Adrienne tells Radar that she's really sad about this news she's splitting with Paul for the sake of her children, "I'm so sorry that this is happening but my children are my life and sometimes we need to do what's best for them. It's an unfortunate situation but, I have to have my kids best interest at heart."
"My kids best interest at heart"? This Mufasa-faced bitch can't be serious. She needs to stop injecting her face with RestyCollaBotoxwhatever and shoot her face up with a CLUE instead. Because if she really cared about her kids' best interest, she wouldn't embarrass them by sticking tinsel extensions in her hair all the time. No grown woman should have hair like a My Little Pony's ass. Bitch thinks she's Spectra.