Paris Hilton gets bumped to the Late Late Show, no longer of the just-Late Show, where she had been relegated to after briefly putting-out as prime-time queen.
Nobody's laughing or really listening. And instead of simply asking her to prattle on about here lame existence, the usual legitimization, Colin Ferguson (I'm starting to like him) cuts her off and makes fun of the aging rapidly (Christ, she's only 21 but looks like 40) vapidness in front of him; half-pissed just for having to share a stage with her.
...And who doesn't like cleavage? he posited.
Yeah, who doesn't like cleavage? she agreed.
--Al Qaeda doesn't like cleavage, he contested.
(laugh)
That's who!
(laugh)
They're trying to take our cleavage away!
(laugh)
And that's no good.
Uh-uh! she concurs.
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