I don't know what's scarier: the fact that Paris thinks a a light year is a measure of time, not distance, or the fact that she's more upset about having to start over than with all her friends and family being dead...or possibly the scariest thing is that anyone would consider *allowing* Hilton to go into space (unless it was to intentionally leave her there).

It's pretty good.
I'd like to see her as unclothing.

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