Katy Perry played the KISS 108 Jingle Ball (it’s like “jingle bell” lol!) in Boston this weekend in a skin tight, candy cane lookin, body suit (someone has too much time on their hands), and either showed off her camel toe or stood in a shadow at the wrong instant. Either way her body is terrific. She’s annoying, and I doubt I could take it for much more than a week, but I would definitely wait until I was inside her to break up.

When Katy Perry performed at last nights Grammy nominations concert (honestly, is there any major award less relevant than the Grammys?), at one point the strap on her tight gold dress slipped off her shoulder, almost exposing one of her kick ass boobs. But she caught it at the last second. So then I went outside, shook my fist at the heavens and fired some guns into the air hoping to kill God. “Wwhhyyyy!”, I screamed out. Did I over react? Maybe yes, maybe no, but she has DD’s, and I REALLY like looking at girls tits, so I was pretty upset.

Katy Perry was at Selfridges in London today for the launch of her new perfume in a kitty shaped bottle named Purr. Wait, hold on one second! My girlfriend can smell like an alley cat? Are we allowed to buy more than one!

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Thankfully this was only some sort of temporary madness, but Katy Perry tells Harpers Bazaar that she wanted a breast reduction when she was 13.

“I had really bad back problems and was a little bit thicker. Then I grew up and lost the baby fat and said, ‘Hey, this isn’t all that bad.’”

Oh boy. It’s always a disaster when a girl tries to tell a story, isn’t it. It’s either 2 seconds long and pointless or 30 minutes long and you just know they’re fuckin it all up.