Salman Rushdie, the author who's claim to fame is the fact that he managed to piss off about 1/6th of the world's population, is apparently getting cosy with Bollywood starlet (Still a starlet, despite the fact that she's approaching 30 and the only reason she's still relevant is due to the fact that she acted in a softcore porno with her ex... So an Indian Paris Hilton if you will.) Riya Sen.
When asked about the "friendship", Rushdie said that they were indeed good friends. Riya
however was less forthcoming, saying,"Leave me alone! Don't ask me this question! I don't want to comment!"
I would do the same thing if I were "friends" with Mr. Rushdie. And by "friends" I mean... groped him.
But still, the main question is... How does Mr. Rushdie end up with so many girls that are so patently out of his league? First Padma Lakshmi, now Riya Sen?
I know the saying beauty likes brains but this is ridiculous. Rushdie is a short man that resembles a pug with a beard that comes out in clumps, while I'm a short man-child that doesn't resemble a pug with a masculine beard that only comes out in clumps at the bottom (Hey! Mummy said it's going to be proper soon! You'll see!), and you don't see me dating supermodels and actresses.
Me? I stay on my level. Which means Saturday nights spent at home playing Football Manager. High-Five!!!
(What?! I'm not sad! Your sad! Your mum's sad! I hate you!)
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