Paris Hilton Is Your DJ of the Year

The DJ world was turned on its head last night when Paris Hilton was named the best female spinner in the universe by a group of daisy-chained French metrosexuals. The competition was stiff and included several other girls nobody has ever fucking heard of with sweet house music playlists on their iPods. A cynic might say that the award was in the bag when Paris agreed to pack her lazy eye nose magnet in her carry on and fly off to Monte Carlo to watch the envelope be opened. But I prefer to think of the cream rising to the top. Paris finally being recognized for bringing so much joy to so many people who don’t have an edit button on how they spend their time or money. Hirsute men in black silk shirts and women with faux fur lined herpes blend-in patches are the jury of Paris Hilton’s peers. Last night, through some questionable media outlet, they recognized her DJ genius. There’s no reason to shit on her accomplishments. Though for five thousand euros you could shit on her shoes at the after-party.

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