Distraught

Keirerss got papped on a rainy day in London and she took to texting some whorebag about it.  Me guesses she texted her bosom hobby horse buddy, Sienners.  

Here’s a very probable transcript of their texting session:

Keirers:   I’m so bummed!

Sienners:  You’re always bummed!

Keirers:  Yes, but I’m being chased by a… real dickhead pap!   Ahh!!

Sienners:   Ooh, did you say ‘dick’?     

Sorry.   Hey, why does she have a cell phone anyway because last time I checked, she said that she hate hated those motherephing things.  Didn’t she once throw one in the mighty Ocean because she was sick and tired of slutmonkeys calling her? 

By the way, I recently saw The Duchess.  A friend of my sister brought it over,  and it was pretty damn good. 

Also, her boots iz cool.