Paris Hilton found herself in quite the pickle yesterday. While driving home from her appointment at a beauty salon, she suddenly ran out of gas (suddenly meaning she was too much of an idiot to notice the fuel light was on).
What's an airheadass to do? Start walking to the nearest service station? "In these shoes?" Paris thought. Call AAA? "Don't be silly, I'm not an alcoholic like Firecrotch!" she laughed.
So Paris did the only logical thing: she sat in her car and waited for the paparazzi to help her. (Who says the paparazzi are heartless leeches?) She passed the time by looking through a scrapbook (Who knew she was into scrapbooking? She is multi-talented!) One of the pages is captioned "The First Time" and has a photo of Paris with back-on-again-boyfriend Stavros Niarchos (the Greek shipping heir not named Paris). Yeah, the first time that week maybe.
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