PMS, Sir Alan Style, “The Apprentice” Job Interviews from Hell
By Denis Campbell • Jun 4th, 2008 • Category: Features, Lead Story
My sister muttered the phrase “PMS,” as we walked in Beverly Hills when an over-pumped, cherry-red Ferrari Testosterone-sa scream-jumped the curb to the door of a chic hotel. The owner hopped out, tossed keys over his shoulder, to the valet and strode into the restaurant as a very tall, very blond, very silicon-implanted girlfriend scooted [...]
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