Paris Hilton's interview with The Post - Is she really that stupid?
The Post: Do you think people are mean to you?
Paris:Yeah. But, whatever. I don't mind.
The Post: Why is everyone so mean?
Paris: I don't know. I'm easy to do it to, I guess. But whatever. I'm a businesswoman. I'm not doing anything bad.
The Post: Last night at the House of Wax screening people applauded when you got killed.
Paris: I did, too.
The Post: You did? Why?
Paris: Because it's such a cool scene. They're applauding because they love it.
The Post: You don't think people resent you?
Paris:Well, maybe someone's trying to be cool, and like, 'Ooh, look. I'm cool. I'm clapping.' But, whatever.
The Post: You say you want to retire from all this. Or at least cut back and have kids.
Paris: Yeah. In two years. Two or three.
The Post: And you say you don't go out anymore.
Paris: Not really. My boyfriend likes to stay at home. He hates going out.
The Post: So, you're dating a guy who's also named Paris. Paris Letsis. How do you tell each other apart?
Paris: He calls me 'Gorgeous' or 'Princess.' I call him 'Babaluna.'
The Post: What are you going to name your first child?
Paris: Paris.
Whatever!
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Paris:Yeah. But, whatever. I don't mind.
The Post: Why is everyone so mean?
Paris: I don't know. I'm easy to do it to, I guess. But whatever. I'm a businesswoman. I'm not doing anything bad.
The Post: Last night at the House of Wax screening people applauded when you got killed.
Paris: I did, too.
The Post: You did? Why?
Paris: Because it's such a cool scene. They're applauding because they love it.
The Post: You don't think people resent you?
Paris:Well, maybe someone's trying to be cool, and like, 'Ooh, look. I'm cool. I'm clapping.' But, whatever.
The Post: You say you want to retire from all this. Or at least cut back and have kids.
Paris: Yeah. In two years. Two or three.
The Post: And you say you don't go out anymore.
Paris: Not really. My boyfriend likes to stay at home. He hates going out.
The Post: So, you're dating a guy who's also named Paris. Paris Letsis. How do you tell each other apart?
Paris: He calls me 'Gorgeous' or 'Princess.' I call him 'Babaluna.'
The Post: What are you going to name your first child?
Paris: Paris.
Whatever!
