//Public Service Annoucement: I'm, known for possesing one of the dirtiest minds in the world and I think of the unthinkable which may be included in the following. I can't help it if it's too damn hard on the eyes or mind. I am who I am..can I change that? No..So if you're affended..Good..Cause I STILL DON'T GIVE A FUCK!   Roleplay title: people mentioned: read to find out OOC: Yay..it's finally Aftershock 4 and we're celebrating the birthday of none other than King Asshole ..Syck. A few people had just arrived at the party and more were coming soon. The cameras are now on Rebecca as her black limo advances towards the red carpet. Rebecca is now walking along the red carpet waving at everyone. She has a bottle of beer in her hand..meaning she already got drunk before coming to the party. Remember Aftershock 3 anyone? It's not become a habbit. Rebecca has been sober for a while..a very long while I may add but it's time to party. As Rebecca dances around the red carpet, slapping hands with the fans she accidently bumps into someone..yes..it's the "star of house of wax" Paris fucking Hilton herself. Paris Hilton: Lyke..omg..can you lyke watch where you're going..you're lyke gonna hurt someone next time okay. Rebecca: Oh i'm sorry..I.. Rebecca looks up at the girl just realizing it's Paris Hiton. Rebecca: LYKE OH MUH FREAKIN GAWD! IT"S LYKE PARIS HILTON! Lyke omg omg omg..can you lyke sign me an autograph? Paris Hilton: Sure. Just hand me a pen or something. Rebecca reaches out to a fan with a pen and pulls it out of their hand. She then hands the pen over to Paris. Paris: Where do you want me to sign? Rebecca: My left boob. Rebecca pulls down part of her top revealing a little flesh. Paris then signs Rebecca's left breast. After Paris is done she hands the pen back to Rebecca. Rebecca: Lyke omg paris..i'm lyke you're biggest fan...I so totally loved your simple life show..it was lyke..hot. Paris: Thanks you..you're like so totally cool..maybe we should hang out together sometimes. Rebecca: Want to come get some drinks with me now? Paris: Sure.. Paris turns around and is about to walk towards the bar section when Rebecca lifts her legs and kicks Paris down. The blonde, tall bimbo is on the floor screaming in pain. Rebecca: What? I just got tempted..well since I started let me just finish already. Rebecca pulls Paris's hair and starts kicking her in the face. Security turns around to see Paris being beaten to a pulp and approaches Rebecca. Security guard 1: Excuse me? What's going on here? Rebecca: Oh it's nothing..we're just fooling around...right Paris? Paris: my back. Rebecca smiles at the secutiry guards. They leave as she waves them goodbye. Her attention is then turned to the screaming Paris Hilton. Rebecca: Give me a break bitch. Rebecca is about to head towards the bar but is stopped by Frankie Flavour. Frankie Flavour: Hello Rebecca Rancid. Rebecca: Wuddup ya'll? Frankie Flavour: We were wondering how you were doing tonight? Rebecca: Moi? Me? Why do you care..it's Syck's birthday today..you should be harassing him..not me. Frankie Flavour: Where are the rest of the originators? Rebecca: Oh they're running a little late..they will be here shortly.. Frankie Flavour: Thank you very much Rebecca. Rebecca: you're welcome..by the way..do you like my autographed breast? Rebecca blows a kiss and then leaves.  DISCLIAMER: this layout was made by Girl.in.the.mirror only for the use of myself and no one else. The only reason you would steal this layout is if you had a death wish and I bet you don't want to die at such a young age do you? So don't touch it. Also you can't request one like this from someone else because I will come there not only get your ass into deeeeep shit but the sick fuck who made it for you will rot in peices. Don't ask me to make you one because I don't make layouts for anyone but my closest freinds. Bottom line GO FUCK YOURSELF!